Video musical

KXLLSWXTCH - YASOPP (Audio)
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kxllswxtch
Kxllswxtch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Whitmer
Jonathan Whitmer
Songwriter
Michele Scatamacchia
Michele Scatamacchia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mikey the Magician
Mikey the Magician
Producer

Letra

(Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah) (MTM, hit 'em with the heat) ayy, ayy Switchblade feeling like Yasopp, how I be riding 'round with that shank, uh Bounce on dick like a pogo stick, don't slow down, pick up your pace, uh Fuck this world 'til it birth my kids, pussy, money, power all that I crave, uh Tuck your tail, boy, you soft like suede, I can tell it by the look on your face, ayy Headshot, he dissipate like Trafalgar, get disarrayed Shell-shock, make your brain shake, Glock dislocate your vertebrae Lockjaw, bitch fornicate, your bitch neck strong like Hercules Hazard, ain't no one safe, he flatline, don't resuscitate Y'all insects, AK spray like pesticide Take your bitch, hope that you don't mind if I Insert dick when my shit on petrify Keep two sticks on me just like SEGA, I Keep chains on my body like my name Kurapika Gonna get your skull beat and battered under my sneakers 'Cause I go Great Ape in that pussy like I'm Vegeta He want no beef, you would think he's a vegan eater I might snap your throat if you lookin' at me Got your deathwish granter hidden under the seat Come on, step up, pussy, why you gritting your teeth? I don't want your bitch if that shit don't leak Okay, scarf my dick down like you starving This .223 gon' end your heartbeat You must be out your mind to cross me You cross me, that's your life, you copy? My disorder, personality split Itadori in Jujutsu Kaisen ACOG sight, it enhance my glimpse Bullets kissing on the flesh of your skin Money stretch, Orochimaru neck Feel like Galactus, this world in the palm of my hands Go invest into bulletproof vests I'm shooting at your chest until this AR jam Switchblade feeling like Yasopp, how I be riding 'round with that shank, uh Bounce on dick like a pogo stick, don't slow down, pick up your pace, uh Fuck this world 'til it birth my kids, pussy, money, power all that I crave, uh Tuck your tail, boy, you soft like suede, I can tell it by the look on your face, ayy Headshot, he dissipate like Trafalgar, get disarrayed Shell-shock, make your brain shake, Glock dislocate your vertebrae Lockjaw, bitch fornicate, your bitch neck strong like Hercules Hazard, ain't no one safe, he flatline, don't resuscitate
Writer(s): Jonathan Whitmer, Mtm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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