lirik lagu biggkutt8 - ted bundy
[chorus]
i’mma k!ll the p~ssy every time i hit it, like ted bundy
trap took up my whole schedule, got a preacher to serve this sunday
b~tch better eat before she come, i don’t wanna hear sh~t ’bout you hungry
these labels been scared to sign a n~gga, they know i’m livin’ the sh~t i’m recording
this b~tch can’t stay at the b&b if she ain’t, f~ckin’, cookin’ or cleanin’
anything go against this 8 sh~t, that’s comittin’ treason
i knew i was lit when i walked down the altar and then i served the deacon
when i catch lil’ what’s~his~namе, this b~tch gon’ leave the city griеvin’
[verse]
brodie ass’ll tip~toe and get up close, like a ballerina
in miami with my lil’ uzi and a b~tch who look like caresha
had to f~ck this lil’ b~tch raw, that lil’ p~ssy get aquafina
wherever i go, i’m movin’ militant, bring the choppa to argentina
that lil’ p~ssy wet like a water faucet, but i’m f~cked up ’bout how you eat it
all grams, it ain’t no f~ckin’ scam, but this sh~t look like we [?]
check the score, we so up on the f~ckin’ opps, it look like we cheatin’
if i let you hit this dead opp with me, you might hear that n~gga screamin’
[?] with speed, any b~tch i need, i ain’t never seen it, n~gga
my choppa a bad b~tch and she independent, this b~tch’ll leave a n~gga
i was in 10th grade, i was tryna f~ck on my english teacher
tryna walk down and give a n~gga straight shots, this not no margarita
i can swipe for bodies with my credit, n~gga, i don’t need no visa
i can box it up and get it to your doorstep, like a f~ckin’ pizza
i feel just like kay flock, walk a b~tch down in brand new designer sneakers
last n~gga got hit in the f~ckin’ neck, that f~ck n~gga barely breathin’
ain’t no rollin’ over, pass me the controller, i’mma show you how to play it
if i don’t get rich, it’s probably a good chance i’m goin’ to the feds
my n~gga trickin’ and he ain’t no ho, but he’ll catch head for bread
get your b~tch back, p~ssy ain’t hittin’ on sh~t, n~gga, i just got head instead
[chorus]
i’mma k!ll the p~ssy every time i hit it, like ted bundy
trap took up my whole schedule, got a preacher to serve this sunday
b~tch better eat before she come, i don’t wanna hear sh~t ’bout you hungry
these labels been scared to sign a n~gga, they know i’m livin’ the sh~t i’m recording
this b~tch can’t stay at the b&b if she ain’t, f~ckin’, cookin’ or cleanin’
anything go against this 8 sh~t, that’s comittin’ treason
i knew i was lit when i walked down the altar and then i served the deacon
when i catch lil’ what’s~his~name, this b~tch gon’ leave the city grievin’
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