higurashi - whitney lyrics
[verse}
you ain’t takin my b+tch catch tec to ya chest
4 colored pills and a gram of that sesh
she got gucci her slippers and slits on her chest
she befriended a razor i’m to fond of death
b+tch
already f+cked her u tasting my s+x
that’s the sloppiest seconds that sh+t not a flex
i go deep in her walls got her screaming a mess
i’m not blessed i’m a sinner who’s scamming the checks
like
need her to top me there’s blood on my grillz
i kick doors i’m pour 4s going straight for the k!ll
got a switch a the blade cut the bond in my feels
that’s another dead body there’s blood on my bills
b+tch
yakuza angels my habits enabled
i down one more bar she get used to this fable
that’s fendi her collar and percs on table
rp is my dream i can’t walk feel disabled
f+cked her to hard grabbing all on her tits
dead beat a heart h+lla slits on the wrist
got me thrashing to crazy and i’m feeling p+ssed
got a cut on my face and scar on my d+ck
(got a scar on my d+ck)
(hook)
ay, like whitney houston lines of a coke
i’m in her f+nny want the throat
a fiend at heart she want the dope
cold as december
i’m kicking the door
like whitney houston lines of a coke
i’m in her f+nny want the throat
a fiend at heart she want the dope
cold as december
i’m kicking the door, b+tch
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