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brock scampton - brock scampton oddwin rap contest 2 كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: toro & bzargoodboy]
huh, f_ck h0m_phobes
hit him with this .45, he lost a chromosome
two d_cks on me like a dyk_ b_tch
put some green on his head, billie eilish (ayo, oddwin!)
huh, or even dennis rodman
gang something like the lakers, we gon’ pick and pop him
texas instrument, you gon’ have to pick a problem
this tec ain’t an instrument, but it can pick a problem
huh, f_ck ybn nahmir
(there’s no bar for this next part, that guy just f_cking sucks)
m_m_my b_tch play some wack sh_t, now i’m p_ssed off
i was ’bout to get some top, but now my d_ck soft
30 on him, he gon’ drop like he chris paul
asian plug got the crystals like he ben baller
chop’s out at the party, make him hit the quan
you only see racks from afar, you a peeping tom
b_tch, i f_ck with pe$o, so i told that ho to suck the tip
(why thе f_ck do y’all be rapping like some idiots?)
b_tch, i feel likе rexgawd how i’m staying stuck
clipper hit him too sharp, call my man tuck
worried ’bout another man b_tch, get your bands up
i just took another man b_tch, i’m that man, bruh
treat him like i’m piccolo, he better man up
shooter do that boy foul, f_ck an and one, b_tch
[verse 2: camogod & yayu]
p_p_pull on that n_gga, i got shots on me
red dead redemption, got revolvers, you got glocks on me
i feel like i’m toxic waste, boy, you can’t hold me
i just bought a hooker with no t__th, so she can’t blow me
huh, psych, the head too good
k_k_keep extendos by my p_n_s, i got two woods
if i ain’t finna scam on an oddwin beat, then who would?
me, and to be honest, b_tch, i’m too good
i_i_i hold me two 30s, i ain’t talking sixties, pouring 60s
pulling out the chrome, i got that adblock, b_tch, you got extensions
i might k!ll my opp’s pregnant girlfriend, doing life prevention
i told dj dax to leave the album, i don’t like descension
huh, psych, the album’s kinda neat
all your album’s lukewarm, so they ain’t kinda heat
made my b_tch leave my f_cking house, i’m tryna beat my meat
n_ggas out here biting, huh, they tryna be like me
n_n_no they ain’t, i’m capping, i’m not a big rapper
n_ggas turning chubbz while in the background, he a big capper
i be rapping on every beat, like it’s a big slapper
i be rough f_cking thick b_tches, i’m a pig slapper
i don’t want the p_ssy ‘less you sober when you say “yes”
s_s_she told me “fill it up, then eat it”, i said, “say less”
n_ggas thought that i was up in church the way i stay blessed
i tote a d_ck like my friend who’s having g_y s_x (wait, wait, wait)
[verse 3: yayu]
let me insist, that friend is not me, but
watch me pop a d and wet up his whole posse, like
tote something heavy, pants get saggy, but i got moxie
this hand down, my shooters up, and that krookodile by my piece, like
new glock a slow cooker, this crock cook rock, b
it’s not sweet, jafari let the bird talk, it’s god free, what?
hitmonchan up in my clip, i swing at mach speeds, then
arms up jumping, all my homies run like rocky, huh
he king hippo, this li’l mac gon’ hit him in his belly
get they ass by any means, we much like machiavelli
catch that fruit up in a jam, shake him down like jelly
get to eating out this whip, i feel like guy fieri
my b_tch know my fingers quick, you know it’s not a semi
too much gun talk, i love all those, but not like demi
man, what’s wrong with being confident, my pride is heavy
hold that ar kinda awkward, f_ck his side up, i ride up
push his waves back, we brought the tide up
that battery included, twist that metal like he wind up, like
where he wind up, we palmed his head like psyduck
this wand gon’ tap his head, do magic tricks, like, leave him mind f_cked, like
nowadays, my temper short like tony c_cks
that’s why i tote these glocks and rep my dawgs like tony fox
where i been, they might light up the force like obi wan
but now, i mix my popery of words that make me goated, dawg

- brock scampton

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