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Bitch, I keep a son set like a sunset
Shut it, get that bucket, stop fucking
Sucking my dick yeah, I know this what you loving
All these muffins, uh, bout to be something
Get that laser gazer, fuck a playa
Get my name up, alligator
Still a slayer, see you later
Inflator, get my data
Beanbags get you tripping like you're on that puff
I don't like you, bitch, this is my side, bitch, I've had enough
Aye, aye
Smashing your head up and down, lеt the blood come out
I might clip your toes and twist your nеck, bring the fucking fun out
Wow so glad that you hate me, yeah I might bust you out
What the fuck is up? I'll chop your arm off, and I'll stomp it up
I go fly like it's wings, I go dumb on this shit like whoo
In the stu' eat up the moose
Catch these bands like the flu
Make the tracks then hop in a coupe Smashing your head, left and right, let your eyes pop
Ain't no gunshot, back to back, this a bloodshot
Get in the studio, fuck it up, spit that fresh hot
Really turned crazy here, all I do is want to rot, ay
Smashing your head, left and right, let your eyes pop
Ain't no gunshot, back to back, this a bloodshot
Get in the studio, fuck it up, spit that fresh hot
Really turned crazy here, all I do is want to rot, ay

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Smashing your head up
Smashing your head up
Smashing your head up, uh
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