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boost london - cursed lyrics

[intro]
yeah (okay)
yeah (okay)
yeah (okay)
check on me (okay)
check on me (okay okay, yuh)
check on me (aye, aye, aye , uh)

[verse]
that b-tch need me like i’m heroin
biting her lip she keep tempting me
glock is on me iike i’m trained to k!ll
keep all your pills i need hennessy
i’m the oldest teenager that you ever seen
imma punch his lip and make his whole facial leak
i been planning how to k!ll all of my enemies
i been writing all your names right on my diary
imma pick your wifey up and take her out to eat
packing trojan condoms cause i can’t f-ck with a yeast
leave her on the highway if that b-tch is a tease
eating on my d-ck like she been missing meals
i don’t see red light, i keep going, i don’t yield
i be shooting just like i’m a soldier on field
i get a stealthy k!ll when i go sneak up on him
b-tch her p-ssy wet i had to mop it like like a janitor
she open her mouth eat on my body just like jennifer
she wanna get f-cked up so i start xanning and perking her
poke her with my d-ck like a poster on the wall
mirror on the wall who’s the biggest trapper of all
i done took that check and i blew it at the mall
ask me for a feature he still waiting on the call
you touch my louis belt and you end up handicapped
my ego so big i swear to god need a map
i done flipped a pack and made all my money back
i talked to my demons they said everything okay
i untie my shoe and wrap it around his neck
hang him for a tree and let the wolves to the rest
haven’t been to sleep in about 3 or 4 days
chain so shiny that you gon’ p-wn it away
f-ck a broke n-gg- he can’t be around my set
i am the definitive definition of pessimism
let us in and dine with you promise we won’t harm you
just like texas chainsaw ma-m-ssacre
ain’t no more hand me downs, your girl’s a p-ss around
your girl is like a pistol she a throw away
ain’t no more hand me downs, your girl’s a p-ss around
she’s just like a pistol she a throw away
ain’t no more hand me downs, your girl’s a p-ss around
she’s just like a pistol she a throw away

[hook]
god, god can’t save me now (okay)
god can’t save me now
god can’t save me now
b-tch, i’m cursed
god can’t save me now
god can’t save me now (aye, aye , aye, aye)
god can’t save me now
because i’m cursed (okay, okay)

- boost london lyrics

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