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mts sky high - dumb ways to die lyrics

[intro]
dumb ways to die
so many dumb ways to die
dumb ways to die
so many dumb ways to die

[verse 1: mts sky high]
take 5 laced pills straight to the face
brand new glock came out of the case (bow bow)
bad lil hoe she wanna go taste (grah)
fuck boy retarded he wanna get maced (grah bow bow)
17 shots go straight to his face (what?)
smoke the whole blunt it don’t go to waste (gang gang)
his ass was running he was in a haste (what?)
put him in a box that boy he got cased (yuh aye aye)
take air dusters straight to the face
kill brain cells but at least it’s not laced (yeah)
having a seizure while i’m smoking thе reefer i’m selling thesе mushrooms like i am the dealer (bow bow)
as i got old i been getting more greener
french class wanted to fuck on the teacher (what?)
party tonight and we breaking the speakers
don’t fuck with sugar that coke is much sweeter (aye+) (aye)
yuh pull up with these stick they fully loaded
empty the mag, then reload it (then reload it)
this kid a opp, finna smoke him
just like a bot, yeah we broke him (yeah we broke him)
take his lil bitch she finna get hit
slash all his tires then we finna dip
got a new pen, you wanna rip?
shit was dmt he took a trip (he took a trip)
sip double cup that shit dirty sprite
slap a lil bitch she need to act right
this kid ain’t tough he just love to talk but this bitch was begging cuz he didn’t wanna fight (gang gang)
pull up to his addy in the night
drag him outside then watch him die (then watch him die)
talk again and im gonna slide
finna do all that shit while i’m really fried (aye aye)
oil in my lungs bitch i’m geeking
when i rapped this verse no cap i was tweaking (what?)
if cammie talk too much his eyes won’t be blinking
shrooms and weed make me hear noise it be ringing (gang gang)
i be spitting these hard lines with no effort
me and the boys snorting laced lines in west bedford
that’s the type of shit that i feel i’m a real expert
going on a killing spree feeling like dexter (bow)
spreading all this money out i’m a real flexer
not addicted to drugs i’m addicted to pleasure (aye aye)
fuck mr. stewart and everyone in office they acting like feds every single semester (aye aye)
suspending noah for filming a fight (what?)
that shit fucked up did i hear the right (what?)
hating on us they got a real big temper (damn)
ask me to snitch i’mma say never (what the fuck?)
[interlude: mts sky high]
(bow bow, yeah bitch)

[verse 2: mts sky high]
never gon snitch if you do you’re a bitch finna pop this pill like a glitch for the twitch (what?)
selling this stuff i’m just tryna get rich (damn)
tweaking so much almost jumped off a bridge (damn)
green out in school and i look like the grinch
this kid i’m tryna jump dispose him in a ditch (aye)
rocking my forces finna curbstomp with it
i got my pen might stab him with it (yeah bitch)
see a crackhead make him do a black flip
hang with an emo girl she got wrist slits (what the fuck?)
crash out in public like i’m bk
becoming a dentist do nitrous everyday (gang gang)
hanging with your girl she wanted me to stay now her man tryna pop me on a sunday (huh?)
got 10 bodies and she said she not a hoe
said i don’t care and i pass it to my bro (pass it to my bro)
haters can’t catch me they are too slow
they just be gay and they like to blow (they like to blow)
charlotte jacqueline you a dry ass bitch
you got no friends and you look like a witch (haha)
depressed ass bitch yeah you should just quit
left yo ass cuz i didn’t wanna hit (lil bitch!)

[verse 3: lil pussy juicer & mts sky high]
pull up to the party we turn up the function
i’m off the weed and bitch i can not function (bitch i can not function)
cammy a pussy we had that boy ducking
all my opps pussys man they ain’t on nothing (they on nothing)
niggas be chatting they mouths they be running
cammy mouth full of that dick he be sucking (what?)
niggas be freezing like frozone (huh?)
this blunt gon fuck up the ozone
why the bitch pull up with her clothes on
100 fiens lined up on the trap phone (damn)
i be fucking all up in her backbone (damn)
fuck her than i send back home (damn!)
oh lacking send shots at his dome
niggas gon throw bands if u twerk (bow)
selling advil saying its percs
broke nigga he ain’t got no work (bow)
send a hit like i’m lil durk (buh buh)
keep smiling imma knock off that smirk
up that fully and let that bitch jerk
keep talkin and you gon merked (yeah)
opp muslim i laced him with pork
fat ass boy can’t put down the fork (fat ass boy can’t put down the fork)
from 902 on this beat from new york
got drunk and it ended in court
[interlude: mts sky high]
(fuck everybody man)
(hey charlotte)
don’t call me chopped when you’re balding bitch (don’t call me chopped when you’re balding bitch)
(like)
for real though (aye, what, yuh)
(don’t call me chopped when you’re balding bitch!)

[outro]
(gun shot)
(thunder)

- mts sky high lyrics

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