nikkateen - garden of these dead bodies lyrics
garden of these dead bodies lyrics
[intro]
(делит на бите, сука)
[hook: danni perco]
i’m tip+toeing through the garden of these dead bodies
all they faces f+cked up cuz my red bugatti
these n+ggas hungry for my fade, but i ain’t fed n0body
i’m an s+tier shooter, b+tch i’m shredding lobbies
i’m tip+toeing through the garden of these dead bodies
i end fake n+ggas, always tryna fled with copies
i get bad b+tches, ain’t n0body else can cop these
s+x, money, drugs, and murder are my favorite hobbies
[verse 1: danni perco]
welcome to the afterlife, say what’s up to hades
you learn to be a p+ssy n+gga if you tryna learn to hate me
cut you with a b+tter knife, torture til’ you crazy
if you want me more the four days a week, then you gotta pay me
i’m not your therapist, i’m here to make you p+ssed
and that’s exactly why i’m never gon’ be delicate
you say i’m arrogant when i’m just elegant
i can’t be blamed when your hate makes me intelligent
[hook: danni perco]
i’m tip+toeing through the garden of these dead bodies
all they faces f+cked up cuz my red bugatti
these n+ggas hungry for my fade, but i ain’t fed n0body
i’m an s+tier shooter, b+tch i’m shredding lobbies
i’m tip+toeing through the garden of these dead bodies
i end fake n+ggas, always tryna fled with copies
i get bad b+tches, ain’t n0body else can cop these
s+x, money, drugs, and murder are my favorite hobbies
[verse 2: nikkateen]
i been droppin’ bodies almost every single day
i mow down any n+gga without a doubt, ain’t no delay
you ain’t no competition for me, i ain’t got much to say
how the f+ck you hate me then stay chillin’ wit’ copy ‘n pastes, uh
f+ck all you clowns, uh
you n+ggas copying sounds, uh
can’t even stand your own ground, uh
so get the f+ck off my d+ck
you motherf+ckin’ b+tch
i stand all above you n+ggas, ain’t no f+ckin’ question
i won’t ever lose no sleep over you f+ckin’ peasants
i empty the clip
yo crew f+ckin dip
you p+ssy as sh+t
you quake at my presence, uh
[hook: danni perco & nikkateen]
i’m tip+toeing through the garden of these dead bodies
(all they faces f+cked up cuz my red bugatti)
these n+ggas hungry for my fade, but i ain’t fed n0body
(i’m an s+tier shooter, b+tch i’m shredding lobbies)
i’m tip+toeing through the garden of these dead bodies
(i end fake n+ggas, always tryna fled with copies)
i get bad b+tches, ain’t n0body else can cop these
(s+x, money, drugs, and murder are my favorite hobbies)
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