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Ah, ay (We lit, hahaha) I think- They miss- (Ay, Geo got the bands huh?) They miss- Ha They mistook me for a TikToker, but I kill rockers (I) Pull up with a knife to the boys playing soccer (What?) The weird kid at school, yeah I wasn't proud of it (Uh) Your head is a zit, and I really wanna pop it Pop, pop, yeah feelin' like an ostrich (Ha) Only joking, bitch, Tassie devil run shit Cookin' in the cock-pit, I could vomit (Ah-ha) Still be a hit, even if I speak gibberish Ngh, danga-danga-danga-danga-danga-danga Danga-danga-danga-danga-danga-danga, uh Aka, ugh, aka-aka, ugh, aka-aka, ugh, aka-aka, ugh Aka-aka, brr, aka, ugh Dun-dun-dun-dun (Ha) I'm a bad person (Uh) They like my smile but they miss the evil lurking (Dracula, ha) Take a look behind the curtain (Ah) Baby Lucifer, I went from angel to serpent I know you want this brand new Birkin (Woah) I'll think about it, but you're gonna have to get to hurtin' Consider this a prerequisite (Ha) I'll stuff the bag with the baby and I'll beat you to death with it (Ewok, ewok, ewok, ewok) (Ewok, ewok, ewok, ewok) Agh, I ain't a SoundCloud rapper, I'm a hundred-round clapper (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Buy a ticket to yo' show, gun 'em down after (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Uh, Bloody Hail Marys got me coming down faster (Vyoom, vyoom) Upside-down crosses, runnin' 'round backwards (Vyoom, vyoom, vyoom, vyoom) Sleezy was a good boy but he turned the bad guy (Ewok, ewok) I'ma drown the priest, who the fuck you tryna baptize? (Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah) I can't feel my fuckin' skin, bitch, I'm that high (Give me that, give me that, give me that) I can't feel my fuckin' skin, bitch, I'm that high (Give me that, give me that, give me that) I'm a bad person They like my smile but they miss the evil lurking (Dracula, ha) Take a look behind the curtain (Ah) Baby Lucifer, I went from angel to serpent I know you want this brand new Birkin (Woah) I'll think about it, but you're gonna have to get to hurtin' Consider this a prerequisite (Ha) I'll stuff the bag with the baby and I'll beat you to death with it
Writer(s): Vinicius Sosa, George Kala, Sam Wellings, Jonathan Weir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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