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kîllhøllöw – gottablast كلمات اغاني

[verse]
bodies make a quota, interstellar soldier
pull a drive by in a rover, tell that p_ssy boy come roll up
b_tch i flip a bag of coca, catch a dot no polka
pull up in a toga, 40 ounces of that cobra
tokin on some yoda, swisher make me colder
codeine wit my cola, got a xanny my in my soda
b_tch i pop another soma, wake up from my coma
smell the weed aroma, bet they roll one let me toke up
f_ck you and your clout and sh_t, ar wit designer clips
adderol i gotta sniff, pop a bottle chug a fifth
washin down the blunt i lit, close my f_ckin coffin lid
hotboxin the he_rs_ i’m in drivin’ to my final pit
drop my body in a ditch, open casket face all split
can’t tell if it’s høllöws kit, call my mom “id your kid”
tell my pops i’m dead and stiff, bet my brothers got your chick
snortin pills and swallow d_ck, know your b_tch about that sh_t
fingernails black, get it on my stack
gunners in the back, all the sh_t you lack
pull up to my trap, eat a f_ckin’ mac
bl__dy blunts fat, got an ounce in my f_nny pack
pop a f_ckin script and nap, i just want my soul to crack
i can feel my organs snap, grab a blade and try to hack
put me in a grocery bag, cherish all the time we had
i am not in pain at last, told you b_tches that’s a wrap
høllöw won’t be comin’ back, where the f_cks my album at?
i don’t know but here’s a sack, filled up wit some dank and hash
i don’t wanna take your cash, but i’m broke i gotta jack
pull up in my f_ckin mask, i don’t f_ck wit most you cats
mostly cause you’re f_ckin trash and allergies been gettin bad
jimmy neutron packin gats, take your sh_t then gotta blast
kick a door in take your racks, make a profit off your stash
want it back? then grab a strap, pop it when you see me blap
leave my body lying flat, let my f_ckin eyes roll back
burn my body paint it black, rolling stoned and eating tabs
b_tch i’m in the lab, tokin’ on some dabs
i got b_tch that’s bad, everyday i’m sad
b_tch i’m in the lab, tokin’ on some dabs
i got b_tch that’s bad, everyday i’m sad
grip a ak like i’m tay, run a race or run away
run up wit a blade, i said every day is gray ayy
grip a ak like i’m tay, run a race or run away
run up wit a blade, i said every day is gray ayy

- killhollow

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