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lirik lagu uvc - glaive mix

(intro: glaive, ?)
look, i’m lil peep reincarnated, f~ck that sh~t b~tch
i’m the new lil peep, b~tch, i don’t give a f~ck
f~ck the world, b~tch, i am the new lil peep, b~tch
gang sh~t, b~tch, ay
f~ck, we don’t like it ~~~~~ i’m the new lil peep
and yo b~tch like it ~~~~~, huh, new lil peep sh~t ~~~~~
and he talkin’ ’bout slowsilver03

(part i: 3oh!3 ~ don’t trust me)
[verse]
black dress with the tights underneath
i got the breath of the last cigarette on my t~~th
and she’s an actress (actress)
but she ain’t got no need
she’s got money from her parents in a trust fund back east
t~t~t~tongues always pressed to your cheeks
while my tongue is on the insidе of some other girls t~~th
t~tell your boyfriеnd if he says he’s got beef
that i’m a vegetarian and i ain’t f~cking scared of (john)

(part ii: [?])
[?]

(part iii: pitfall ~ setup)
[transition]
are you telling me you spent six months in basic training
and you can’t even load your own firearm?
you pathetic rookie piece of sh~t
[verse]
.223 bullets poppin’ out the ar
no, i do not know you, i don’t know who they are
c4 on the axel of the sportscar
dead by 27, yeah, i’m feelin’ like a rockstar
i don’t think i know you, do you wanna try me?
drugs in my system and i think i’m gonna od
put the body down and i hide it in the debris
back you in the corner and i hit you with the shotty
splinter cell, no tom clancy
heard you wearing air force 1, how fancy
at the back of the club, pop percs like candy
sittin’ in my room takin’ shots of the brandy
tired of this sh~t, yeah, i’m too fed up
heard you talkin’ to the feds, knew it was a setup
put the bodies in the hole, it’s a pile~up
whining over twitter but you’re a grown~up
talk sh~t on me and my friends i don’t like you~you~you

(part iv: osquinn ~ drama)
[verse]
all blues on me, b~tch, i’m toxic
i’m a short emotion pr~ck, you better watch it
this is not it, this is logic
growin’ different types of shrooms in my closet
i got fifty thousand drinks in this carton
i’ma stab that p~ssy up, like a spartan
wanna feature with me, you can’t even bargin
i’m forgotten, steady rottin’
if you want, i got fifty on this car key
goin’ up, can’t n0body f~ckin’ stop me
bloodhounds rollin’ up in your city
you can’t get into the shows, you’re so pity
can’t f~ck with you, innocent ’til proven guilty
i got green clean money, but i’m filthy
really awkward, really weird and i’m witty
gotta ask me for permission before filming
(permission before filming)
(part v: saturn ~ meangirls)
[verse]
you a diva, you about the drama
flex up on ’em, but i didn’t even wanna
learned my lesson, no more steppin’
chillin’ on the couch, but my bro got a wesson
keep that sh~t silent (shh~shh~shh)
i like violence
i like doin’ bad things, but i’m stayin’ quiet
studied all my idols, now i’m better and it’s crazy
guess i wouldn’t blame you if you wanna hate me
f~ck my life up
think i’m better off in white dust
get my cash up like osiris
but i’m goin’ out like midas

[interlude]
f~ck my life up
think i’m better off in white dust…

(part vi: [?])
[?]

(part vii: saturn ~ less intro)
[transition]
the following is a mommworld presentation
cuff yo chick
evil
[verse]
wait, bad b~tch over here (bloodhounds)
i just took a couple, now she nibble on my ear
step back, gotta face my fear
i don’t wanna run, made racks sincere (novagang)
sincere, what’s that?
maxin’ out a card online at saks
this year, so sad
gotta keep you close, couldn’t go out bad
speak clear, don’t get it twisted
make lies like politician
i know she couldn’t listen
i know she wasn’t gifted
she wasn’t meant for me, now i’m counting up by myself
i lost my energy, throw the raft, i think i need help

[interlude]
yeah, yeah
i think i need help…

(part viii: d0llywood1 & angelus ~ splurgin!)
[?]

(part ix: novagang ~ [?])
[?]

(part x: kketamine ~ heart attack)
[intro]
rare1
bloodhounds
fetch me their souls

[chorus]
talk loud behind the scene, now i see you running up
made a couple moves, so you know my pockets stuffed (yah, yah)
all these lames make me feel like throwing up
instead i’m pouring up
you some goofy sh~t, i ain’t on that
rip steve jobs, gotta keep a mac
gas burning in my chest, smoking a heart attack
i want the keys to the jag

[verse]
i don’t want that ho, have her back
b~tches in the function throwing ass
say you ’bout that sh~t, it’s a act
i can’t feel a thing, i’m steady sippin’ act
not even sick but i’m still sippin’ medicine
f~ck trump but i swear i love my presidents
what’s that shining? why the f~ck you even flexing it?
making hits, easy, i ain’t even sweating it
we don’t play no games, selling fns
with a groupie ho and her best friend

(part xi: summrs ~ morimoto)
[intro]
warning warning: summrs nightcore, oh, f~ck, oh~

[verse]
hot potato with that pint, we don’t play beer pong (no, we don’t)
slide on a n~gga block, see what he on (skrrt)
i’ma text her friend and see what she on (she on)
tryna beef over a b~tch, what n~ggas be on
six bands up in navy fed’, eddie gianni, you see what we on (uh~huh)
i’ma text her friend and see what she on (yeah)
i got a bad b~tch, she stay in l.a
hundred dollars in up on my entree (oh yeah)
i got a glock two~three, yeah, that two tray (two tray)
can’t f~ck with these n~ggas, they be two~faced (two~faced)
in the tesla suv, feel like we in sp~ce (we in sp~ce)
your boyfriend so broke, that n~gga a disgrace (disgrace)
i be gettin’ fed, i say my grace (frrt, beep)
ten bands on me right now, what we buyin’ today? (frrt, beep)
i’ma bust her down, i’ma f~ck her in the wraith (in the wraith)
i need guap right now b~tch, yeah, yeah, yeah, andale (ah)
double c on me, yeah, this cha~ney~ney~ney
all~black suv, we don’t f~ck with kkk
b~tch say she tryna link, i’m like, “okay, bae”
bust down cuban link bustin’ out the base
seen an opp in person, i’m like, “what you say?”
these n~ggas be p~ssy, see it in they face (in they face)
every day you see me with my n~ggas, with the gang (yeah)
i just left saks, i just got some helmut lang (yeah)
yeah, we in morimoto (‘moto)
b~tch, i’m kicking sh~t with my lil’ vatos (my vatos)
yeah, and them f~ckin’ cholos (and the cholos)
tweakin with lil’ p, that’s a no~no

[chorus]
eddie, what happenin’? yeah
we got sticks, automatic, yeah (uh~huh, yeah)
they get to clappin’, yeah (they get to clappin’)
“what up? what’s cracking?” (what’s cracking? yeah)
i’m with the margiela way, yeah
upgraded my fashion (frrt, beep)
f~ckin’ some hoes at the show
then i get my backend (i get my backend)

(part xii: glaive ~ reticle)
[intro]
g~g~g~g~g~g~glaive
boost boost uh boost uh boost
no i f~cked i~, (oh my god)
i jumped~
f~cking mouse! f~ck!
my mouse f~cking sucks!

[chorus]
h~h~half rat, half human
i’ve got the pack moving
glock up on my hip if you talk, if you act stupid
got homies that are posted on the block and will track your movement
i’m with kurtains, i’m with wido, in the back, got a track boomin’
half rat, half human
i’ve got the pack moving
glock up on my hip if you talk, if you act stupid
got homies that are posted on the block and will track your movement
i’m with kurtains, i’m with wido, in the back, got a track boomin’

(outro: [?])
[intro]
look at you, yuh yuh

[chorus]
look at you, look at you
look at you, yuh yuh
hump me too, hump me too
hump me too, yuh yuh
hump me b~tch, hump me b~tch
hump me b~tch, yuh yuh

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