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flucee - lethal lyrics

[intro + flucee]
yea
we on that real g sh+t
none of that redneck n+z+ gangster bullsh+t
this that real real
lethal
i ain’t playing with none of y’all
none of y’all motherf+ckers
let’s go

[verse 1 + flucee]
i been off the xans for ten motherf+ckin’ days, yeah
wishing that this b+tch would spread open her f+ckin’ legs, yeah (open ‘em up)
that junkie that had robbed me will get bullets in his brains, yeah (boom)
the addys that i’m poppin’ got me rapping so insane, yeah
i don’t a fear a man ’cause i feel life is just a game, yeah
that p+ssy could come clock mе and i’d laugh right in his face, yeah (haha)
i know that he caught bodiеs, i’m still c+cky ’cause i’m plain dumb (stupid)
real g’s, they move in silence and that’s what i learned from wayne, son
we know you ain’t gon’ do sh+t with them needles in your veins (b+tch)
but i’m still sleeping with a glock until i got the word he’s slain, blood
and lucifer comes out me when i smoke that certain strain of bud (yeah)
you see me, now you don’t, and that’s a trick like david blaine, son
demeanor like a ghost cus i am sl!ck, i feel no pain
i’ll go in raw like it’s sashimi, make it quick like i am bane (faster)
i’m protected coast to coast, and i got sticks that’s in my name (east coast)
you know i’m packing and i’m ready any hour of the day
i diagnose you as a b+tch, i know i’ll never be the same (nope)
i was pressed like a remote, won’t catch me slipping, not again (nope)
now i’m krafting up a plot to watch your blood get f+cking drained (what)
cl!cking on the bl!cky’s trigger, hit that l!ck and snort some ‘cane, yea
think you sick but i am sicker, with your blood i’ll make it rain (drip)
the clock is ticking, this sh+t got me spittin’ fire like butane (drip, drip)
and my d+ck is getting bigger at the thought of what i’ll gain
and i’ve never been a quitter, stay the f+ck up out my way, yea
[verse 2 + wedstar & flucee]
i don’t like xanax, it makes me black out (b+tch i’m gone)
i’m tryna f+ck yo’ b+tch, i pulled my sack out
i stopped pills, i’m glad i quit it
i’m taking food out of the stove, so i grabbed a mitten (what)
‘cause i don’t wanna burn my skin (fire)
yo’ b+tch spread her b+tt open, said put it in
i like doing drugs and being unsuccessful (b+tch), i don’t wanna win
if you’ve never been geeked with me, don’t call me twin (that’s my twin)
you’re not my peer (nope), i smoked a bowl of crack (crack)
got ringing in my ear, i kind of like the feeling
so i’m finna chase it (b+tch)
my past with drugs was so d+mn fun, i don’t want to erase it (gone)
from my mind, i’m tryna be healthy b+tch
i’m eating lemon meringues (lemon)
if i’m not stoned, i’m the opposite of kind
i like +n+l s+x, i’ll f+ck yo’ b+tch in her behind

[outro + flucee]
now wedstar got her bleeding, get them seconds, i’m in line
b+tch be oozing extra juices, i’m her angel, triple nine
feel like i’m running outta gas but you know legends never die
and now its f+ck being so cool, i dumped the last and said goodbye
lethal

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