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kill dyll - mollywood lyrics

f+ck your louis
f+ck your gucci
you’re a product to your prada
leave on the slopes inside the snow you just get bought up
they tell you spend your cash on all those bags until you rot up
drifting down the river you’re a sinner with a problem
the party never ends
when you’re sitting in a benz
sitting with these fake f+ckers
you can’t call your friends
they pretend
they don’t really give a sh+t
they would rather see you in a mother f+ckin ditch
thats a snitch
thats a hoe
no that’s a b+tch
you already know
gotta get that dough
gotta spend that bread
make that money before you end up dead
fake and the funny i don’t need the friends
all of you phoney you know you depend
count up your likes on your instagram
i don’t need rights i just need a pen like
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t

f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch
she just want the money she don’t really give a sh+t
like f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch
she just want the money she don’t really give a sh+t
like f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch
shes gonna leave you dried up in a mother f+ckin ditch
like f+ck that b+tch
f+ck that b+tch

- kill dyll lyrics

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