lirik lagu sxmpra - don’t breathe!
[chorus]
say you f~ckin’ with the king, you a liar
only f~ckin’ wit’ me when the cosign fire, uh
i be spittin’, holy smokin’ like a tire
double dare, ya f~ckin’ cross me, consequences will be dire
keep it pretty, p~ssy b~tch, i dare you, turn yo’ back
freddy krueger come to cut a f~cka, where they at
feel like jason, keep that blade up on me and the mask
creep up out the cut i’m sneakin’ through the f~ckin’ grass
[verses]
i don’t really f~ck with many people, that’s a fact
i be posted in my room, just makin’ beats and eating snacks
i just sip up on my goosey ’til i’m layin’ on my back
all these p~ssies looking goofy tryna chase a f~ckin’ bag
i’ma get this pull up and i’m flexin’, get up out the whip
i get a mothaf~cka running for the exit
bet i better get ’em out the mothaf~ckin’ sections
never been the better man, i better be arrested
i be countin’ every mothaf~ckin’ blessing
thinkin’ ’bout a way to make outta my depression
think about the way that imma get it every session
i’ma be f~cka to k!ll ’em, it ain’t no question, hoo
p~ssy really wanna be the one to pull up on a mothaf~cka
wanna get ’em with the cutter
never wanna be the one to pull up on another one
i want a mothaf~cka comin’ for me, i
really got a wait a minute, i’ma get it but
i gotta take a little bitta mothaf~ckin’ time, i know, i
take what you want from me, i cannot fathom
a life where material value is put on
a pedestal, let ’em all call to the devil
i revel in every moment of rebel rebellion
telling ’em, “what in the f~ck are they doin'”? just selling them
everything for a golden medallion
tally ’em, tell me the number of bodies that drop, is it damaging?
hold up, p~ssy boy, the f~ck is you at?
i got the f~ckin’ razor blades, i taped ’em up on the bat
i never thought i’d make it to this day they bumpin’ my tracks
i do my thang and now i live my dream, the f~ck is you at?
[bridge]
creeping, creeping on these b~tches, therefore glocked up
creeping, creeping on these b~tches, therefore glocked up
[chorus]
say you f~ckin’ with the king, you a liar
only f~ckin’ wit’ me when the cosign fire, uh
i be spittin’, holy smokin’ like a tire
double dare ya, f~ckin’ cross me, consequences will be dire
keep it pretty, p~ssy b~tch, i dare you, turn yo’ back
freddy krueger come to cut a f~cka where they at
feel like jason keep that blade up on me and the mask
creep up out the cut, i’m sneakin’ through the f~ckin’ grass
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