Video Rubbish de Acidgvrl 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Acidgvrl - Rubbish Lyrics

XoXPoppi Intro:
Your talking rubbish, yeah your talking rubbish
Wanna intercept my imperfections
Acting like I’m such a felon
Well then
I’m blowing up
British little girl got you in your feelings
British girl drove you mental now you’re
*Gunshot*

*Phone Rings*

CLASSY!

XoXPoppi Chorus:
Your talking rubbish, yeah your talking rubbish
Wanna intercept my imperfections
Acting like I’m such a felon
Well then
I’m blowing up
British little girl got you in your feelings
British girl drove you mental now you’re on the ceiling
Acting all tough and bad tissues your feeling
Soft
Ass
Hardheaded
In American your eating lead
In America your called a sped
My lyricism is what got me fed
Up with your bullshit
Constant talking
XoXPoppi Verse:
When you text my phone I get to straight up blocking
When I sat there and cried you kept on fucking walking
Begging and pleading you
Now I’m bleeding for you metaphorically
Destroy your bitch ass like drake
Call it euphorically
I’m in my emotions right now
You cannot force me
So fuck up outta here with all that Goddamn enforcing
I’m in my emotions right now
You cannot force me
So fuck up outta here with all that Goddamn enforcing


XoXSpooki Verse:
Poppi Slow down real quick
Let me handle this shit
Why y'all talking all that shit??
To my sister you’ll eat blick
I’m the American one here not her
Furthermore
Youre the Whore
Fake ass Fuck boy galore
Never trust a man sis
Sorry if that wasn’t masculine
I meant to say I blast at men
Call my ghost up
Chase your fuck ass like were fucking pacman
Shoot his ass pack man
Packwatchspooki
Off the goopie
Sorry mom I’m goofy
Haven’t slept yet but your fucking negative
Our emotions in tack you fuck with us
Your emotions celebate
Celebrate your death hoe
Scare your ass
Momo
Memphis bitch nomo
Finding money
Nemo
Finding money
Nemo
XoXPoppi End Chorus:
Your talking rubbish, yeah your talking rubbish
Wanna intercept my imperfections
Acting like I’m such a felon
Well then
I’m blowing up
British little girl got you in your feelings
British girl drove you mental now you’re on the ceiling
Acting all tough and bad tissues your feeling
Soft
Ass
Hardheaded
In American your eating lead
In America your called a sped
My lyricism is what got me fed
Up with your bullshit
Constant talking