low elite squad – pile of dead bodies lyrics
[verse 1: k!llua]
listen, my sh-t is so rare
diamonds they shine like a flare
f-ck on your mom, i swear
bad b-tch, she giving me head
k!llua, you’re feeling so dead
all of this jealousy making me mad
b-tch, heard what i said
f-ckboy who try me [?]
[?]
f-ckboy tryna escape
[?]
say that sh-t face to face
f-ck on your mans
you’re gonna double my hands
b-tch i’m switching my stance
never missing a chance
i got blood on my pants
bad b-tch she giving me brain
going insane, i won the game
[?]
cooking up flames
[?]
[verse 2: saint giraffe]
watching up, rolling up
k!lling my enemies
sipping rum, clipping up
tripping with kennedy
bird won’t fly
i got pie
your lips are so dry
so shy
so high
[verse 3: stwoodboi]
all these b-tches tryna f-ck me
but i just don’t give a f-ck
suck my d-ck and then i dip
because i don’t give a f-ck
f-cking up, coming up
why you tryin’ to lock me up
we coming up, we coming up
all these b-tches f-ck me up
yeah!
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