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doin’ fine – molotov lyrics

i make a molotov out of pinot noir
scratch old sh+t but i do not key no cars
fingers round the neck like elec guitar
this the cold winter morn with elec heater
this the turn the f+ck up out of your speaker
midas make everything gold when she touch
cookies with milkies so yall can eat up
i said im all above it
i said im all above it

my braces came off and my smile was f+cked up
so my gloves’ll come off and your smile will f+ck up
catch uppercuts for what you did
get lit spirits
throw farther for arson
i could go soft serve on a cold day
and yet still spit sautee
okay?
what the f+cks your name
i don’t really give a f+ck either way
run up get thrown in the motherf+ckin femur breaker yuh

i could say that b+tch i could say that
i could say that b+tch i could say that
i could say that b+tch i could say that
orrrrrrrrrrrrrr
cause im ready to run up
and im f+ckin this c+nt up
see the light from an uppercut uh
that’s what this b+tch deserves
revenge is the dish we serve
and ill sink so so low
i wear my heart on my thigh highs
im bleeding out
and ill feel so so high
i wear my heart on my choker
heartrate go freedom dive

told me you aint f+ckin with the boy
so now i aint no boy
and im f+cking with the noise
like a silicone toy
and you think that you’re tough sh+t? (b+tch please)
you the one causin tendencies
its like
if you don’t wanna deal with the mad avant garde
then swords at the ready better aver en garde
oh on god f+cker im a shark
my week
and when the barrel comes b+tch you best say cheese

you couldn’t scr+pe me off the boorus b+tch
im cuter than sorhyu b+tch
big titty like tohru b+tch
im my own god so whats new b+tch?
i make a f+ckin molotov out of pinot noir

- doin fine lyrics

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