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adalwolf - bishimdashi lyrics

[hook: adalwolf]
bishimdashi
bishimdashi
punch a lil kid in the f-ckin’ moshpit
f-ck up the party, we actin’ [?]
f-ckin’ your [?], yo b-tch on the d-ck
bishimdashi
bishimdashi
punch a lil kid in the f-ckin’ moshpit
f-ck up the party, we actin’ [?]
f-ckin’ your [?], yo b-tch on the d-ck

[verse 1: adalwolf]
ride through my block, imma shoot the bazookas
you do not touch me, i do nothing to ya
f-ckin’ wit cops, screaming out hallelujah
no one can fool us, don’t p-ss me the rulers
we known as the rulers
yuh, nomads the rulers
scream muhf-ckin’ [?]
no ice in my cooler
songs are like burnt rubber
f-ck with the strap [?]
b-tch you tried f-ck with, can get in the whip
roll with my clip with no b-tch, triple six
duckin the feds and get back in the whip
swerve in the audi ’cause i [?]
no pop a body ’cause we not a b-tch
medium wave, gon grind on the d-ck
don’t make a father happy little b-tch
i stay alone ’cause i know

[bridge: zotiyac]
ayeeee, ya-ya-ya-ya-yah
yuh, aye lil bishimdashi
woah, wait lil bishimdashi
ay lil bishimdashi
yuh, aye lil bishimdashi

[verse 2: zotiyac]
boy hop off my d-ck
and don’t get too c-cky, i get this b-tch lit
i pull up wit papi, i hop in the pit
i’m droppin’ a body, it really ain’t sh-t
[?] a shotty that’s it
i’m p-ssed
but still i’m the sh-t
don’t flex on yo wrist, lil boy that’s a risk
you pay up off rip
you owin’ like rick
this sh-t ain’t no dish
you pull up, get dipped
n-gga test me, suicide
[?] the tool up, you pull up and you will die, merch
only the tip, she talking ’bout this sh-t hurt
put my d-ck in yo b-tch, bishimdashi so she squirt
watch how my lil n-ggas lurk
got crows, we all post on the perch
if uno off xans, you get murked
in a minute i murder, you n-ggas make me go berserk

[verse 3: unofrompluto]
b-tch you a b-tch
n-ggas ain’t sh-t
i swear i might just go run in yo crib
i took the xans so i don’t give a sh-t
that b-tch sucked my d-ck and i let her go spit
n-ggas hop by
dash in the whip
if he wanna squirt, imma pop at his crib
sh[?], i don’t give a sh-t
n-ggas ain’t gettin the money, it’s real

[outro: unofrompluto]
like oh no
i count dinero, don’t split though
n-ggas want beef
i swear i pull up to his home
my n-ggas got heat
and we might point it to yo dome
she want f-ck me
but then i tell her leave me lone, ayy

- adalwolf lyrics

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