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original god - dragonslayer lyrics

[bambi + verse]
ay ay ay ay
i’m off this [?] like a coochie
i want to [?] my gucci
i’m goin’ back to the grave
shout out to the n+ggas that knew me
she say that she want holy water
and she spray it all on a tree
yeah [?] backwoods like ash
and i’m cash over your team
yo what the f+ck wrong with my head
there ain’t no princess in my bed
they don’t call me no prince charming
so i’ma just go go ahead
and go tie the noose round my neck
and then tie the noose to the tree
and then i’ma hang from the branch
blood drippin’ for them to see

[original god + chorus]
blade in my right hand dragonslayer
just because she stole your heart you think you hate her
blade in my right hand dragonslayer
just because she stole your heart you think you hate her
i’m back cause i want it
she’s all that i wanted
and got that from frontin’
the best thing that happened to me
my princess my waifu my real life loli
blade in my right hand dragonslayer
just because she stole your heart you think you hate her
[cherry brown + verse]
wait wait wait hol up
[?]

[kay p + verse]
i’m whippin’ katanas i’m f+ckin’ your mamas
she underneith suck me a proper
i beat it up i think she need a doctor
why all these n+ggas don’t want me to prosper
you ain’t in my roster
runnin’ your spot like i’m [?]
i feel like saske with choppers i needa bop her
i might just fly her out and f+cking dip her like [?]
i never cared about the b+tch
i just want my share give me the [?]
i’m in the kitchen just whippin’ my [?] up
simpin’ henny straight up given me hiccups
i pick your b+tch up in foreign i whip it
n+ggas just copy cause they see we different
boy you faktitious who is you
get out of my face i dismiss you
i’m letting of missile every time i drop a bar
your crew all commit like my name [?]
my crew super smash her she be dyin’ hard
n+ggas hatin’ askin’ how i got this far
i ain’t gotta tell em sh+t
p+ssy boy it ain’t your concern
it doesn’t matter what you got
i’m probably makin’ triple what you earn
b+tches like the blunt and [?]
i might just f+ck the whole d+mn [?]
reppin’ blue [?] thats murder
i be off them drugs they get me further
i’m so high i’m off this earth bruh
lean got me twisted writing cursive
i need hunneds for these verses
b+tch rip get the he+rs+s d+mn
[boy froot + verse]
find me flexin’ in the back b+tch i’m dressed in all black
i’ma glow like a light catch these checks and make em stack
shawty come up to me asking you choosin’ up
nah i’m just smokin’ my blunt
flexin’ and glowin’ i don’t give a f+ck
don’t text my phone please do not hit me up
h+ll no don’t call my phone
h+ll no h+ll no

- original god lyrics

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