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prod.guardian - maniac lyrics

(guardian)
you a lab rat
hit you like a blunt and
then i f+cking pass that
when i throw these bullets
you can f+cking catch that
p+ssy talking sh+t on snapchat
motha f+cka get back and
the ghost is matte black

b+tch i’m next up
ima hit him the choppa from
the f+cking neck up
if he talkin sweet
i told that motha f+cka back up

p+ssy wanna fight
got the pistol on my right
in the dead of night
i’ll f+ckin end your life

traz on the f+cking track
bodies in the bag
you a spazz
give you heart attack
b+tch i never lack
i’m a maniac
make his body splat
what the f+ck is that ?
you a f+cking gnat
chillin with the sewer rats
(semtexxx)
get off of my top said u can suck my d+ck
and i don’t give a motha f+ck about yo f+cking b+tch
and i don’t even give sh+t u just a f+cking l!ck

on me

taking all these drugs i’m moving like a zombie
i can’t evеn live i think u needa stop me
voices in my hеad i said it just so haunting

voice in my head get the f+ck out my mental
don’t give a sh+t i put d+ck in her dental
central everybody looking at me
stay by myself cuz i know what i need

look at yo mans think he needa get picked up
all of these drugs you know i liked to mix em
stay by myself cuz i don’t wanna victim
??
teach a lesson but i’m not a substitute b+tch
open the cage i might run at you quick
don’t give a f+ck u can suck on my d+ck
came in the b+tch light it up like a bic
you already know that i’m slept on
wait b+tch give a f+ck about myself you know i ain’t sh+t
f+ck my life and f+ck the world i kind of hate this
if i get the f+cking pack i f+cking break it
break it down
suppressor on my pistol it do not make sounds
i do not stop moving til i head the ground
why the f+ck you talking where is yo set now
why the f+ck you standing i said go sit down
blunts up in my hand watch me light it up
loading up the choppa b+tch i feel big now
(guardian)
you a lab rat
hit you like a blunt and
then i f+cking pass that
p+ssy talking sh+t on snapchat
motha f+cka get back and
the ghost is matte black

- prod guardian lyrics

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