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​neevah - fire sale lyrics

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[part i: widowmaker]

[intro]
sometimes you gotta close a door to open a window
oooo, kaboom (present day)
insta+k!ll
present time, haha
max amo
double points
fire sale
insta+k!ll
insta+k!ll

[verse 1: zin0blade]
pull up in that missile, i can never pull this sh+t (yah)
ap in this foreign, put the clip up in the stick (ah)
stay up out the beef, before yo’ will get hit
slap you from a distance
n+gga, you don’t listen
b+tch, i put the stick in
don’t make me put this clip in
them hollow tips be hittin’ (max ammo)
shoot back just like a piston

[part ii: chrono trigger]
[intro: gutsy]
(kaboom) (the crimson chin)
(woah, the nega+chin!)
yuh
(double points, insta+k!ll)
(max ammo, kaboom)
(fire sale) (carpenter)

[chorus: gutsy]
n+ggas be talkin’ they sh+t
put in a lil’ mag, shoot you in your back, ho
in the lab like rick, f+ck yo’ b+tch, shе a sad ho
n+ggas be talkin’ they sh+t
put in a lil’ mag, shoot you in your back, ho
in the lab likе rick, f+ck yo’ b+tch, she a sad ho

[verse 2: gutsy]
hunnid round clips in the ar, let ’em buss back
if you want the premium, hit up my snapchat
if you want a feature, you can hit my cash app
if she wanna f+ck, i might ju— (yuh)

[chorus: gutsy]
n+ggas be talkin’ they sh+t
put in a lil’ mag, shoot you in your back, ho
in the lab like rick, f+ck yo’ b+tch, she a sad ho
n+ggas be talkin’ they sh+t
put in a lil’ mag, shoot you in your back, ho
in the lab like rick, f+ck yo’ b+tch, she a sad ho (max ammo)
[outro: gutsy]
in the lab like rick, uh
i might just f+ck yo’ b+tch, yuh
i pull up, what’s the sit’?
while i’m six inch in yo’ b+tch, wait
woah, woah, woah, woah

[part iii: john wick]

[intro]
(fire sale)
(time for a fire sale)
(max ammo)
(carpenter) it says, live people ignore the strange and unusual
(double points)
(insta+k!ll)
(max ammo) i myself, am the strange and unusual
(kaboom)
(fire sale)
(blood money)
(fire sale)
(mystery)

[verse 3: zin0blade]
mac in the trunk, i feel like i’m john wick (yeah)
big ak drum in the back with a stick, b+tch (ayy)
no i can’t f+ck on no hoe, or no b+tch (yeah, yeah)
b+tch, you get smacked in the face by my d+ck (bah)
(zombie cash) mac in the trunk, i feel like i’m john wick (yeah)
(carptenter) big ak drum in the back with a stick, b+tch (ayy)
(double points) no i can’t f+ck on no ho, or no b+tch (yeah, yeah)
b+tch, you get smacked in the face by my d+ck (bah)
[part iv: soul eater]

[chorus: gutsy]
b+tch, i pull up with the blade (double k!ll), call that zin0blade (double points)
i’ma come and sn+tch your soul, tap in, sellin’ fades (fire sale)
b+tch, i pull up with the blade, call that zin0blade (bonus points)
i’ma come and sn+tch your soul, tap in, sellin’ fades

[verse 4: gutsy]
b+tch, don’t talk down on your sensei, lil’ b+tch
i’ma cut you up, got the sticky on my hip
choppa+choppa goin’ nuts, i’ma+i’m up f+ckin’ hits
’til the f+ckin’ sun is up while your shawty at my crib
doin’ double+double dutch
ayy, swishers, first, i’ll f+ck a swisher (f+ck a—)
xanny for my dinner, i can beg my differ (beg my differ—)
she a wrist+slitter, so i had to d+ck her up (surprise)
so i had to d+ck her up (so i had to—, wait) (surprise)

[chorus: gutsy]
b+tch, i pull up with the blade, call that zin0blade (enjoy your rest)
i’ma come (double points) and sn+tch your soul, tap in, sellin’ fades
b+tch, i pull up with the blade (insta+k!ll), call that zin0blade (max ammo)
come and sn+tch your soul, tap in, sellin’ fades (fire sale)
wait (minigun, bonus points)

[part v: all my opps sound like xxxtentacion!]

[intro]
(a dancing zombie show)
(time for a fire sale)
walk down b+tch, that’s how we play
gun an opposition, then i let him eat my blade
(carpenter, double points, insta+k!ll)
walk down b+tch, that’s how we play
(max ammo) wal+wa+w+walk down b+tch, that’s how we play
walk down b+tch, that’s how we play (yeah, yeah)
wal+wa+w+walk down b+tch, that’s how we play
gun an opposition, then i let him eat my ray
(kaboom)
(делит на бите, сука) (time for a fire sale!)
uh, wait, wait
(dance machine)

[verse 5: zin0blade & gutsy]
walk down b+tch, that’s how we play (yeah)
gun an opposition (yeah), then i let him (yeah) eat my ray (yeah)
i been f+ckin’, uh (yeah), i been f+ckin’, uh (yeah), nut up on they face (yeah)
serve a n+gga crack, and i make sure that sh+t is laced
walk down b+tch, that’s how we play (what, yeah, yeah)
gun an opposition (yeah), then i let him (yeah) eat my ray (yeah)
i been f+ckin’, uh (yeah), i been f+ckin’, uh (yeah), nut up on they face (yeah)
(heh+heh, wait, i got talk my sh+t on this) serve a n+gga crack, and i make sure that sh+t is laced (yeah)

[verse 6: gutsy]
sit down lil’ n+gga, i don’t wanna hear you talk, b+tch
raise your hand, i’ll think about it, choose someone to talk ([enjoy your presents!])
all these n+ggas p+ssy, thinkin’ they so hard, they not ([i’ll take those points thank you])
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
n+ggas on my line, suckin’, spinnin’, spittin’ on my c+ck
heard they latest songs they also sh+t, they so flop
yeah, n+ggas in my dms, i don’t want to f+ckin’ talk
i don’t feel like mxin’ this part, turn the auto+tune off
i been sippin’ since a jit, uh, vampire walk
vampire walk, b+tch, i’m sippin’—

[part vi: moshpit]

[intro: zin0blade]
(give me your k!ll, give me your k!ll)
i don’t give no f+ck
i don’t give no f+ck (zay you crazy)
i don’t give no f+ck
ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse 7: zin0blade & gutsy]
jump in the pit, choke sh+t, with a .40 clip
please, rest in p+ss, no respect, you can suck my d+ck
slits on her wrist, i’m off ‘k, i can’t handle it
f+ck on these thots, b+tch, f+ck all the d+mn pigs
jump in the pit, choke sh+t, with a .40 clip
please, rest in p+ss, no respect, you can suck my d+ck
slits on her wrist, i’m off ‘k, i can’t handle it
f+ck on these thots, b+tch, f+ck all the d+mn pigs
(if you ain’t got no keys, n+gga, f+ck —)
(if you ain’t got no keys, n+gga, f+ck —)
(if you ain’t got no keys, n+gga, f+ck you, ——)
(if you ain’t got no keys, n+gga, f+ck you, ——)
(you ain’t got no key, n+gga, i don’t wanna hear you f+ckin’ talk)
(all my f+ckin’ ops suck they sound just like xxxten—)

[part vii: pole!]

[intro: gutsy]
(give me the power)
(shut them all) ayy, woah
oh, oh, oh, woah
huh, yuh, yuh, woah

[chorus: gutsy]
i might pull up to yo’ crib totin’ motherf+ckin’ poles, uh
like it was my right, i tote the stick and tote them poles
if we end on fortnite, ayy, i tote them f+ckin’ poles
long range scope on my ar, issa motherf+ckin’ pole (it hates me more, it hates me more)

[bridge: gutsy]
yes i, yes i tote the f+ckin’ pole ([?])
yes i, yes i tote the f+ckin’ pole
in yo’ crib, i’ma buss up with a pole
uh, in yo’ f+ckin’ crib, i f+ckin’ run ’em with the f+ckin’ pole

[outro: gutsy]
in yo’ f+ckin’ crib, i run ’em with the motherf+ckin’ pole (kaboom)
‘scuse me, just getting used to this evil
[ahhh, right]



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