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christ dillinger - roku city lyrics

[intro + acid souljah]
i don’ even know what the f+ck that sh+t is (this is a shadow wizard classic)
yo b+tch came to the crib and she gag on d+ck
yung acid souljah, i’m really based as sh+t
when your b+tch and me get to roku city, slidin’ by while i’m grabbing on her tits (holy f+ckin’ sh+t, this is f+cked beyond repair)
hop out an’ i look like a walk…

call the fire department, we just nuked the building (shadow)

[verse 1 + acid souljah]
i’m so high i landed up on planet sheen
i’m powered up off the xans, i feel like i just took a senzu bean
i don’ even know what the f+ck that sh+t is (this is a shadow wizard classic)
yo b+tch came to the crib and she gag on d+ck
yung acid souljah, i’m really based as sh+t
when your b+tch and me get to f+ckin’ roku city, slidin’ by while i’m grabbing on her tits (holy f+ckin’ sh+t, this is f+cked beyond repair)
hop out an’ i look like a walkin’ leg
marc jacobs on my left wrist
marc jacobs on my right wrist
and my chain look like it’s made out of f+ckin’ frozen p+ss

(this song is sponsored by the shadow government)

[verse 2 + bruhmanegod]
[?]
i be so notorious
molly feels euphoria
b+tch you ain’t ignoring us
fans on my back, want another [?]
[?]
beme got some [?] (d+mn son where’d you find this? in the trash?)
, so find some other sh+t to bump
wasn’t there to [?]
why the f+ck you trust ’em?
you ain’t with the gang, you gettin’ none of what i [?]
[?]
[verse 3 + christ dillinger]
i walk in the studio like ‘who gettin’ robbed first?’
we not lettin’ no booty n+ggas lay a verse
you want the pack, you gotta come pick it up
walk ’round in this trap and stick it up
h+ll nah we ain’t eatin’ out
h+ll nah i ain’t eatin’ out
i’ma order mcdonald’s and you gunna suck this d+ck
spend 10k on a brand new fit
spend 10k on some sh+t i don’t need
walk in my house, it’s filled up with sh+t i don’t need (shadow wizard goblin insanity)
i got a heat press for no reason
n+gga i don’t never be making no teas
girl i don’t really care about s+x
girl i don’t really give a f+ck who you text
steal from the stash i’ma break her neck
steal from the stash, i’ma have to shoot a b+tch
b+tch tell on me, i’ma have to shoot a b+tch
catch you stealin’ out the stash, i’ma shoot you b+tch
receipt from rick owens longer than a grocery list
i will shoot a b+tch, shoot a b+tch, shoot a b+tch
throw a b+tch on clothes, i might have to shoot a b+tch
pockets look like i hit a giant l!ck
long ass chain, chain long as sh+t
cocaine whiter than kanye’s b+tch
(russian shadow wizard money gang tag)
(you’re in the right place for sh+tty music)

- christ dillinger lyrics

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