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outczst - out of time lyrics

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[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 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
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 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
imma 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 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
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 (hissssssss)
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 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
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

[outro]
yo why my back still hurt??



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