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louverture - your mom is an aggretsuko hater!!! lyrics

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[chorus: caspy]
choke on my rage
choke on my rage
choke on my rage
choke on my rage {x2}

[verse 1: louverture]
they love sleeping on me, so i put them all in comas
b+tch i’m posted in your hood while sipping on that caffe mocha
p+p+pull up on your b+tch, now she all doe+eyed like tsunoda
and i got her p+ssy stretched, i swear you’d think we’re doing yoga

s+smoking on that chronic, got me looking like a sp+ce cadet
dudes be acting famous when they haven’t even made it yet
i’m the one they idol feel like manaka: one they respect
i can tell y’all puko: don’t take much to tear right through your set

got these rappers shook, try me and diss me? boy i wish you would
have these bullets soaring even farther than wishimi could
man i love this music, i’ma rap until the day i die
got these n+ggas mad, they stay typing at me… anai

i’m a visionary so they never understanding me
burned a lot of bridges but regained a lot of sanity
screw all of your high ass expectations, i been doing swell
f+ck you and your homies, i hope all you b+tches burn in h+ll
[chorus: caspy]
choke on my rage
choke on my rage
choke on my rage
choke on my rage {x2}

[verse 2: camogod]
i’ma throat f+ck a b+tch ’till she pass out
hoe, i’m tired of waiting, told that b+tch stick her ass out
i pulled up with bands, lil n+gga i’ma cashout
big paper on me, lil n+gga i’m a cash cow

don’t got three stripes, got checks, better check that
i ain’t shooting if you’re dead, there’s no need to tech that
finger flip on that p+ssy, lil n+gga this a tech deck
she give it up in 2o minutes, lil n+gga that’s a ff

i’m tired of you n+ggas, i should probably give it up now
they ain’t f+cking with me no more `cause they know i keep it tuck now
leave a n+gga body cold like my motherf+cking bussdown
all my roommates h+lla mad cause they hate it when i cuss out

i’ma burn you to h+ll, turn you to ash
i’ma pull out the clip, put your body in grass
2d superstar n+gga want to talk on my name
but he don’t even know that his b+tch getting passed
[verse 3: louverture & caspy]
f+ck a boss, i’m the ceo, n+gga end of story
beefing over games? i can’t relate, to me that sh+t is corny
tryna flex their clout on me, i swear these rappers f+cking bore me
best know i go apesh+t, f+ck with me and sh+t is getting gori

f+ck this stupid planet, i seen nothing but straight misery
tried to stay calm but these rappers keep on dissing me
b+tch you either with me or against me, ain’t no in between
big ass yoppa finna blow your ass to smithereens

fire in my chest, eyes lit up: n+gga code red
ya’ f+cked up, peep the rage kanji on my forehead
they kiss ass like komiya then switch up so i expose
yelling in my mic, i+i still feel like retsuko

d+gg+n’ several b+tches, in the p+ssy i go haida
call theses p+ssies calendars: their days are f+cking numbered
i’ll stalk a f+ckboy: got this switch blade on my side
i’ll make this sh+t so morbid, got him questioning his life



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