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​lil cattocks – goober 3 lyrics

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[intro]
делит на бите, сука

[verse 1: lil cattocks]
hit that b+tch up from the back, i know that she cannot take it
f+ckin’ on yo’ b+tch, and then grab my new gat, i make it
f+ck you tryna do? i’ll leave you in your f+ckin’ grave
b+tch, you know me, b+tch, i’m ’boutta go start a rave
got a little b+tch and all she wanna do is suck i—
i don’t really give a sh+t, lil’ b+tch, i grab the f+ckin’ kit
got a f+ckin’ bl!ck, and, b+tch, you know that i just tuck it
i don’t really give a sh+t, b+tch, i will go unplug it
f+ckin’ on yo’ b+tch inside the back of my house
and i’m livin’ up, all for my dogs, i chase ’em like a mouse
and i’m hittin’ on that b+tch, now he gonna die
shut the f+ck up, b+tch, i’ll cook you up into a stir fry

[verse 2: r4ygvn!]
rip, rip, rip, rip, rippin’ off his head (yeah)
talkin’ bad on dnd, know he bleedin’ ’til dead
don’t talk on me, or you’re a motherf+ckin’ fed
he asked me for a feature, so i left that b+tch on rеad
f+ck, all y’all b+tches, go and run
he was talkin’ bad on ig, throw his heads up with thе gun
we the f+ckin’ goats, no, i do not give a f+ck
b+tch, i’m trippin’ off the spit, i’ma leave you in the dust
yeah, yeah, yeah, do not talk to me or b+tch me
keep on talkin’ dumb, but i’ma hit you with my switchblade
b+tch, i’ma roll you in my sweatshirt
keep on flashin’ guns, b+tch, you never pull the trigger
[outro: r4ygvn! & lil cattocks]
that was ass
hit that b+tch up from the back, i know that she cannot take it
f+ckin’ on yo’ b+tch, and then grab my new gat, i make it
f+ck you tryna do? i’ll leave you in your f+ckin’ grave
b+tch, you know me, b+tch, i’m ’boutta go start a rave
got a little b+tch and all she wanna do is suck i—
talkin’ bad on dnd, know he bleedin’ ’til dead
don’t talk on me, or you’re a motherf+ckin’ fed
he asked me for a feature, so i left that b+tch on read



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