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oricadia - psycho 100! كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: camogod]
b_tch, i’m a demon
force feed your b_tch h_lla s_m_n
leave him in red like my sprite, got him leanin’
i f_ck around, i might buy out the neimans
lacin’ the product, my sh_t got ’em feinin’
i’m strikin’ a cord when i’m usin’ the two_tone
i knock the skull off that n_gga like cubone
my best friends are some benjis and blue notes
they ask me for evi, i’m tellin’ ’em, “who knows?”
i’m too good, b_tch, gimme my kudos
i make a n_gga go lassie from kujo
watch where you stand like jotaro kujo
a ninja with blades, but my chopper a sumo
drum too heavy, my yoppеr a fat b_tch
jack with a spike, my yopper a cactus
i turn a housewifе b_tch to an actress
i stay correcting you n_ggas like asterisk

[verse 2: dedboii kez]
three_point shot, leave your head in the basket
my team rush in equipped for the action
bi boy slide in, my chopper’s a ____
it’s f_ckin’ them boys when we double tap it
i’m losin’ my mind every day of the week
chopper booked up, up the k as we speak
big stick on me, my branch like a tree
glock burst a foursome, it’s comin’ in threes
checkin’ my scouter, you weak than a b_tch
ki blast gon’ sling from my wrist, explode when it hit
i’ma c_ck back and hit him again
stomp in his face, leave him gone with the wind
pick up his corpse, get to stompin’ again
mow down his friends, get to stompin’ again
run down on h_ll, stomp ’em again
[verse 3: oricadia]
’til we stomp him again, now he gone with the wind
i got two twin choppers for you and your friends
like, pick one
i got a body bag, f_ck around and zip one
talkin’ ’bout b_tches, you ain’t even bend one
talkin’ ’bout b_tches, you ain’t even— (huh?)
you talkin’ ’bout b_tches? you ain’t even picked one (oh)
you 5’4″ and you still 5’4″ (yeah)
when you stand on you money i don’t care when you speak (b_tch)
i’m 5’10”, but i’m still fi_fo
i’m a giant on these n_ggas, i ain’t playin’ with the weak (yeah, yeah)
hittin’ my dance when i run up my dough
p_ssy boy wrap burgers, only talk wit’ a tweet (oh, oh)
n_gga, you wrap burgers, stop talkin’ to me (oh)
had to, had to move dead weight off the harbor and sink
f_ck you think? watch us work
then you profit off of other n_ggas backs?
nah, brother, go with sharks and you swim
like a dog in a pen, i could put a b_tch down if you wanna
talk on my gang and we on him
talk on my gang and we toggle, auto (grrah)
not stoppin’ ’til your ass is toppled
we get to jumpin’, his head finna bobble
both ways, f_ckin’ with ori not okay
homemade, f_ckin’ with the kid is like propane
i could blow up any minute like cobain, b_tch
[verse 4: dj dax]
more about the p.m., but i’ll beat it in the mornin’
pull up in the bm, but i’m leavin’ in the foreign
yeah, i’m from the dmv, it really is important
ain’t n0body beatin’ me, it’s always been my shonen
show me my opponent, y_y’all n_ggas ain’t that tough
thinks i’m reminiscin’, i’m just dewlling on the match_up
bumpin’ city girls up in the whip, they ’bouta act up
honey, bein’ honest to you, i wanna do bad stuff
y’all keep on watching what we do
couldn’t convince me that i still do need you
run it back, run it back, talkin’ ’bout redo
had brunch with a dime, that’s seventy percent less
and just left the salon lookin’ somethin’ like miku (sweet)
y’all not on sh_t, we knew
your man isn’t handsome, your man’s giving bidoof, oof
i had to get mine in gold, i’m tryna see bodies roll
and when it comes to that guap, i gotta get mine and go
maybe i should do a little bit of rappin’ (yeah)
shawty is a little bit of ratchet
homie brought a little bit to match it
and i told ’em that it’s fyooch ’til the rose hits the casket

- oricadia

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