breeton boi - fistula lyrics
[intro: craniumpk]
hey man
turn the f-ck up for this sh-t, bro
[verse 1: craniumpk]
yeah, i got your b-tch and we fled
i got your b-tch and she be giving me head
your b-tch wants my ice?
then she can ride me like a sled
i’m f-cking that b-tch then i’m dipping
eat her, i don’t play n-gga – church’s chicken
she said put it in the box, well i put a tip in
now she wants my ice, so i fill her til she’s dripping
[verse 2: breeton boi]
man i feel like shulk, how i’m pulling out the xen0blade
erupting on beats like i’m living in the 808
eating on this track, like we finished on our dinner plates
if you don’t satoru what i’m saying then you get erased
2d is my life, think i’m living in terraria
always get the bag and i ain’t talking carrier
breeton boi and cranium causing m-ss hysteria
if you got a problem then the choppa taking care of ya
[verse 3: craniumpk]
pull up to your block, everybody [?]
put a scope to your screen like you’re tryna watch a movie, bruh
your chick wants my f-cking meat rod like it’s sushi, cause
she going crazy cause i’m following the fistula
huh, what? i don’t get it
it don’t f-cking matter cause i be getting them digits
pull up in a ghost, yeah my forearm be a spirit
talking bout my money, your account ain’t getting near it
[verse 4: breeton boi]
leave em with some broken bones, it’s a regular showing
if a hater wants to battle then you know we 6-0ing
call that girl may, the way she be hoenn
choppa blowing like its bakugo, bullets exploding
ride this beat like it’s my slave bro, that means i own it
main man, i stay winning cuh, just like a shounen
yeah my money long snakeway, and it keeps growing
get the gold like sonic bruh, we never slowing
[verse 5: craniumpk]
hm02 cause you know that i’m soaring high
got everybody in my city f-cking spitting rhymes
take your chick and then i might just slip and slide
f-ck her til she’s wet like a slip and slide
huh, what? b-tch i’m vibing
k!ll her f-cking kitty then i’ll put it in a coffin
why you actin’ up? boy you gonna see the glock spin
metal make your mind ill, thinking that you hopsin
[verse 6: breeton boi]
then i hop in like a new character unlocked
they ain’t make the cut but i get the paper cause i rock
no lee, but they stay sleeping on me like brock
means their eyes closed, they can’t see the drip when i walk
can’t afford to pay attention so they don’t hear me talk
but you know talk is cheap so they be talking a lot
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