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knull - numb lyrics

[verse]
mr. shoemaker’s on my d+ck like shut the f+ck up
askin’ if i’m suicidal, but i just don’t give a f+ck
p+ssy exit four boys wanna f+ckin’ try me
i’ma k!ll they whole squad, i’ma k!ll they families
blow this f+ckin’ bus up like i’m todd arceneaux
young knullington ain’t got time for no stupid hoe
dumb r+t+rded f+gs smokin’ on some f+ckin’ e+vapes
we don’t smoke that weak sh+t, b+tch throw that sh+t away
f+ck a weed pen, them sh+ts don’t even f+ckin’ work
schizophrenic f+ck, i’ma take all of my lil’ percs
slit my f+ckin’ wrist ’til they sore, ’til they f+ckin’ hurt
drunk and finally happy on the ground lay me in the dirt (hahaha!)
f+ck your four sets, we throwin’ up the f+ckin’ fives
nevеr ask what i’m drinkin’, what’s inside my cup
hundred dollar bills b+tch, i stay f+ckin’ rollin’
nose feelin’ numb from all that cokе snortin’
dried up blood all over my white tee
stab that f+ckin’ slore and i made that lil’ b+tch bleed
f+ck apologizin’, i’ma say that sh+t another day
i’ma f+ckin’ shoot her, i’ma stab her ’til she runway
hundreds for a belt got me trippin’ off my f+ckin’ mind
i’ma let that sh+t sag, i ain’t spend a single dime
let me see them tits b+tch, lemme hear you moan, scream (ahahaha)

- knull lyrics

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