outczst - out of time (deluxe) lyrics
[intro]
ughhhh
my back hurts
alright
let’s do this
[chorus]
1,2,3, your b+tch squealing like the j+panese
she sucking on my d while i’m counting all this p
i don’t worry ’bout a b+tch
i’m tryna murder all these beats
and when the cops say freeze
b+tch i k!ll ’em all with ease
1,2,3, your b+tch squealing like the j+panese
she sucking on my d while i’m counting all this p
i don’t worry ’bout a b+tch
i’m tryna murder all these beats
and when the cops say freeze
b+tch i k!ll ’em all with ease
[verse 1]
f+cking on your b+tch is what i do and what i did
i’m running out of time, real fast, real quick
the best combination is a bath and a toaster
she like my joystick
she a real rollercoaster
heard her man talking sh+t
pull out my glock
i’mma shoot i don’t miss, i’on ever stop
he’s running out of time, he might need a clock
that’s the song name
roll credits and he’s gone
[chorus]
1,2,3, your b+tch squealing like the j+panese
she sucking on my d while i’m counting all this p
i don’t worry ’bout a b+tch
i’m tryna murder all these beats
and when the cops say freeze
b+tch i k!ll ’em all with ease
1,2,3, your b+tch squealing like the j+panese
she sucking on my d while i’m counting all this p
i dont worry ’bout a b+tch
i’m tryna murder all these beats
and when the cops say freeze
b+tch i k!ll ’em all with ease
[verse 2]
i don’t smoke weed
don’t condone that sh+t
and i don’t get high
don’t see the point in it
i write my sh+t in my f+cking cupboard
my bank account is only going upward
9 years trauma
coming out stronger
chatting up your daughter
money getting longer
i don’t go to parties
and i don’t make new friends
they all might be snakes (hiss)
slithering
through my ends
[chorus]
1,2,3, your b+tch squealing like the j+panese
she sucking on my d while i’m counting all this p
i don’t worry ’bout a b+tch
i’m tryna murder all these beats
and when the cops say freeze
b+tch i k!ll ’em all with ease
1,2,3, your b+tch squealing like the j+panese
she sucking on my d while i’m counting all this p
i don’t worry ’bout a b+tch
i’m tryna murder all these beats
and when the cops say freeze
b+tch i k!ll ’em all with ease
[outro]
yo why my back still hurt??
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