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​daturahill - 5eath6l☠️w lyrics

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[verse]
i ain’t into fussin’
all these p+ssies runnin’
my mans really bustin’
.40 to your head, leave ’em dead, leave ’em gutted
these dumbass motherf+ckers, talkin’ sh+t they don’t do
glock to your set
glock to your face
who the f+ck named their son steven?
i don’t know that motherf+cker, leave that n+gga bleedin’
no period, f+ck school, f+ck you mean b+tch
ain’t n0body bittin’ sh+t off you, your sh+t weak b+tch
how many times i gotta tell you not interfere?
got clout off a kid and you be suckin’ him
got your panties in a bunch, you must’ve p+ssed yourself
soon gon’ come the day, you become ir+re+le+vant
stealing sh+t off small artists, you ain’t talented
sending you off to the mortician, yeah you useless
all this internet sh+t gon’ get your top spinned
yeah keep whisperin’, that’s all you f+cking rats do
bittin’ off my cheese, to keep you relevant
rest assured my mercs gon’ get you off the field



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