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black eyed casper – mr zsasz lyrics

og young casper
know me as the zsasz among rappers
tossing rabbits off ladders
cut ya b+tch just for laughter
took his top and made it spin
stole his b+tch like pete davidson
talk sh+t to me worse than a handshake with satan man
i’m a demon you just a p+ssy in satans land
she come f+ck for an 8th a gram
some dumb luck that i made it man
on ya back i paint a target copy
come to my city you crazy like margot robbie
i ain’t a coach but i keep a team full of shooters
and they cut your life short as a skirt out at hooters
so many hoes in my driveway like a line up at skooters
i ain’t a thief but i know some looters
got hittas on ya block they stalking like cougars
you ain’t ever leaving i paid off the movers
my b+tch got a body like harley quinn
so when we get to arguin i can hardly win
f+cked five times tonight she try to get me hard again
she ain’t a homie hopper she a homie dropper
glock in her purse i ain’t tryna stop her
locked in a he+rs+ for selling chains made of copper
her and i like bonnie and clyde
every week its molly and 9’s
talk sh+t around 5 you make the news before 9
for christmas is switchblades and hit lists
while yall was watching neverland my homies was k!llin presidents
body in the ocean submerged like the netherlands
i follow pablos precedent
white lines bring in white lines
got that white high now she recite lines
she call me crazy say b+tch thats my line
snort too many white lines now she on the sky line
got homies on ya blindside
in my mind its the prime time

- black eyed casper lyrics

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