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christ dillinger - based negative lyrics

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[verse 1 _ xhris2easy]
(ouu, huh, yuh)
[i’m being gangstalked by the cia, they put a chip in my brain]
d_mn, d_mn, i’m bout to… i’m bout to black man
based negative squad
yo turn that sh_t off
yo turn that sh_t off, let me lock in, wait, d_mn, let me put on my trenchcoat you feel me? [s_s_shadow]
shawty chokin’ on my d_ck ’cause it’s enormous
every single b_tch i’m f_ckin’ on is gorgeous
catch me smokin’ gas pack inside my fortress
we got guns that look like fallout new vegas
only droppin’ black, wrist like i was racist
b_tch ask me for my name, i told her david
all i want is good dope, i be smokin’ indo
talkin’ about buying a verse, i sent the info
i turn to derek jeter every time i swing the draco (grrt, grrt, grrt)
i just took a perc and i turn into vin dеisel
drank with the x pills got me feelin’ еvil
my grandpa was a dumbass, he died up off the needle
take a step into the trap, we got pounds of needles (holy sh_t! this some hot garbage. but i can’t stop listening…)
uh, we got guns with lasers
let us know what pack you want, we got all flavors

[verse 2 _ mkultra]
b_tch wanna f_ck ’cause i look like jessie pinkman
i told that b_tch, i am jessie pinkman
my money gru, now i got some minions (don’t worry about what the f_ck he be doin’. it’s dj smokey)
i’m off the goo, turn me yellow, homer simpson
doin’ numbers with my team, we assisted
i’m stakin’ bread to buy a house, you got evicted
b_tches can’t figure me out, i’m encrypted
i’m tryin’ to get some iron dome, i’m enlisted
i put gasoline in my lemonade
now i’m swerving, i’ma detonate
fan base a cult like it’s heaven’s gate
drinkin’ kool_aid at my rave, i’ma levitate
i walk on water b_tch, i’m david blane
while i’m gettin’ brain, can’t explain how i do so great
911 wouldn’ta happened if i was on that plane
now let get one thing straight, i’m the greatest master to ever debate
[verse 3 _ christ dillinger]
(yeah, yeah) i’m blowing down the strong while the dope comin’ in
you keep on talkin’ sh_t, you gon’ get shot again
village camo bape jacket came from j_pan
and i’m goin’ h.a.a.m. with my left hand in the pants
she want me to be her man but i don’t give a d_mn
i got dope that’s so good, junkies do the runnin’ man
we got bigger straps than the mother f_ckin’ taliban
b_tch i wake up and get so drunk that i can’t f_ckin’ stand
fiend hit the dope and he burning calories
what i make in a month his yearly salary
we got crack bags that look like bowling b_lls
she suckin’ the d_ck and she suckin’ the b_lls
got a bad lil b_tch and she givin’ me head
dope so good fiends come back from the dead
you too broke, she want me instead
top plug keep the tricks, i want the reg
more [?] on the scale, weigh up that fish
white boys in the trap listen to phish
got a nissan altima on the left wrist
these n_ggas so broke the shouldn’t exist
i should climb through the headphones and slap the sh_t out you
chain so big, it slap the sh_t out you
dope so good, it slap the sh_t out you
i will really slap the sh_t out you
n_gga we’ll beat the sh_t out you, stomp you out
hit you with a luca libre move
i’m like rey mysterio, i got mad moves
trap house, home mad food (yeah, yeah)
[verse 4 _ acidsouljah]
that boy a b_tch he could roll a blunt with his p_ssy lips
i’m smokin’ blunts back to back i’m getttin’ high as sh_t
i’m chillin’ with ya b_tch, she addicted to the d_ck (shadowman13)
i quit my job so now all i do is make hits
i thank the based god ’cause he got me all the diamonds on my wrist
he got me true religion on my fit
he taught me how to swag, he taught me how to cook
your girlfriend and the crib, she sucked my d_ck and then she cooked
i won’t f_ck a b_tch that doesn’t read books
tiktok got all these b_tches dumb as f_ck
how you got no attention span and you a sl_t
i do not get that sh_t
real percs for the low i really get that sh_t
real lean for the low i really get that sh_t (shadow wizard money gang, we love casting spells)
i used to acted crashed, don’t make me pop my sh_t

[verse 5 _ bruhmanegod]
don’t make me pop my sh_t, i’ma run up with the stick
i remember sellin’ fake clothes, it’s a simple l!ck
slap his phone out his hand if he tryin’a get a pic (yuh)
if you want the crack, bemegod the top pick
f_ck a trend b_tch, i’m the only top pick
i’m make her use my b_lls as a f_ckin’ lozenge
runnin’ with the bros, always on the offense
b_tch try to understand that i always pop sh_t
only reason that i’m getting to the rest for my kid, and the way he lives
i do this sh_t for my d_mn kid, everybody ain’t eatin’ good, then there’s every reason to quit (yuh) (goodnight)
that’s why i won’t tell myself lies no mo’
i’ma run sh_t even if i go broke
i been in the game, everything dies one day
and i get mine, knowin’ my time gon’ croak
everything dies one day
everything but the game (yuh)
[dj smokey tag]
smoking is bad for your health, especially when it’s your own flesh you’re smoking

- christ dillinger lyrics

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