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death.wav - tap out freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: death.wav]
redemption like, we been lit
face down, ass up in it here
hit it up in the dms
that’s my pm, pms
hit me down at my f+ckin’ cellphone
i mean on my help phone
i’ll hit you up one time
wanna hit you up two times
me and you, baby, i mean me and you go crazy
go crazy, lazy, or go f+ckin’ wavy, i mean
i got 8k, i got ring rocks
i got big socks, i got big talks
i mean got that tick tock on my wrist watch
know i got my diamonds on my wrist, on my wrist rocks
oh my god, hit me up
hit me up in the chat, that’s why
i mean hit it up and then hit her down
and then d+ck her down, and put her down
oh my god, in her throat
till she choked in her throat
oh my god, hit me up
she like my rod, suck my c+ck
she don’t hit me up like that
she don’t wanna text me no more
she wanna get, oh my god
i just gave her f+cking cold sores
oh my god, i made that p+ssy so sore
now she tryna get like [?]
oh my god, it’s like a04
two+four, three, i don’t know no more
i just wanna shoot up wit’ you
i just wanna boot up wit’ you
i don’t care, i just like lift you
i like being down wit’ you
i wanna get down there wit’ you
oh my god, it’s like an issue
issue ’til i get some tissue
tissue crash, i need
oh my god, a dinner bash
i need to f+cking get cash
now i need that on her ass
now i get it, oh my god
oh my god, she think i’m caught
oh my god, i think she’s not
i just like her for her p+ssy
now her p+ssy open, gushy
i like it, i like that p+ssy
gushy, ’til it gets so tushy
oh my god, it’s in, so gushy
i just wanted more like [?], uh
[verse 2: $incere]
tear that p+ssy up like i did mcgregor, wait
tear that p+ssy up like i did mcgregor
you can call me k [?]
you know that i beat it up even after she leave
that’s why i got it on a leave
it alleviates the pain
when i go in, i know that it rains
it don’t rain, it pours
that’s just she want more
that’s just on the core
she had me everywhere but the floor
on the bed, in the head, she givin’ me chem head
so i guess i dread the fact
that i’m back like a knick knack
guess i’ll have another heart attack
yeah, she make it tap out
like the hoodies, not givin’ the goodies
not givin’ up the cookie because i’m in the cookie jar
you know where we at, we star, yeah
you know where we at, we star
hit, hit+it+it
hit it in the bar
never goin’ out in car
i get the road trip, don’t gimme that lip
don’t gimme the nip, i’ll take one sip
i got moo moo milk, that’s my nip
[outro: death.wav]
ayy
we s+xed up, we semis out when we back out

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