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(Ayy, ugh) Fuck your forgiveness I just want to feast on every fuckin' soul I can not feel a fuckin' thing 'Cause I've been numbed right to the core (what?) Fuck that shit, fuck that shit (yeah) Fuck that shit (ay), fuck that shit What the fuck he smoking on, Dyll with a little cig? Ask him what is in it, you prolly will not forget Dyll what the fuck is that? I didn't know you were lit I'm tokin' on the opps and when you walkin', better watch your fuckin' step Motherfuckers think they tough 'til they wash up fuckin' dead No, you don't wanna be that fucker behind yellow tape Got another homi, just another fuckin' day Bitch, I put a hole in that Bitch, I put a hole in that Bitch, I put a hole in that Bitch, I put a hole in that Bitch, I put a hole in that (urgh) Bitch, I put a hole in that Bitch, I put a hole in that (ay, yeah) Bitch, I put a hole in that (ay, yeah) Bitch, I put a hole in that Bitch, I put a hole in that (ay, yeah) Bitch, I put a hole in that Bitch, I put a hole in that (ay, yeah) Bitch, I put a- Put a hollow in his head like, no face I take out your tongue just to take out yo' taste Dyll is homicidal, I'ma leave no trace We feed on the body 'cause Wav do not waste Fidgetty fidgeting with my brand-new piece It-it be what it be, my opps all tweak Fuck around, hit 'em and I'ma make him leak You do what you do with a year in a week We-we-we kill and we boutta kill, uh-huh What's yo' deal, lemme ask Dyll, "Huh-huh?" You pop pills, I pay bills That's cause you buy thrills, I make bills, duh-duh Money over anything and I mean anything Money, money, money, what is so funny? Clip that nigga body, leave his ass in his tummy Yeah, how? What it do, bitch? Move bitch, getting in my way (yeah, yeah, uh) Are you stupid, ruthless? Eat that nigga's face (yeah, yeah) Leave him toothless, mucus, all over his face (yeah, yeah, uh) He is useless, boofless, close him like this case (yeah, yeah, uh) Cannot, see me, I know you that you niggas wanna be me All of you all the same thing, I've been like the waiting I have not been sleepin', brain and body aching, I have been debating Runnin' up and amputating any fuck, nigga Huh, hollow with a MAG, my finger on my trigger Got the tendency to wanna end a nigga for I mend a nigga Usually the bigger person, but you really bigger nigga Uh, goddamn, that bitch is big as my goddamn house You wear a blanket, can't fit in a blouse Would take a bite, if it a damn mouse Shut yo' mouth, it done stink, steal yo' couch and yo' sink When you drown, you gon' sink, yo' head roll, ain't no rink Twinkie binkie chubby boob havin', run up and this tool clappin' Dora with this map lappin', niggas that been track slackin' Pranav and Dyll, know how to kill Heater cook a nigga dead, leave him on a grill Hollow out the knees, if you can't stay still Been a fuckin' g-slaughter, tracks on the reel
Writer(s): Pranav Nagarajan, Dylan Kill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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