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pseudodemonio - merry giftmas lyrics

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[it’s hokatiwi]
what the actual f+ck hokatiwi?

man, you must feel dumb think i’m on somebody “b+tched” list
say you hip to my sauce dawg, you hipless
you a blackhead you gon’ die if you hit this
b+tch thinkin’ that i won’t hang up huh, miscl!ck

told the b+tch she got my heart huh it’s on my t+shirt
if i’m trippin’ bout a b+tch i bet my knee hurt
wake up on the dot like i need work
want the top spot? you gon’ have to k!ll me first

huh, b+tch cause i’m locked in
i’ma pour+four lines up got me boxed in
put that tape back inside the vault the f+ck you droppin’?
on instagram flashing sticks, f+ck yall poppin’?

i’m out but you not here
if it ain’t no bread i can promise i will not veer
you broke what the f+ck is there to not fear?
done with that soft drink, you would think my pop beer

scam dance, cause it snapped like a funky beat
know yo ass smacked think i’m trippin’ bout a funky fеat
bougie b+tch she don’t want none of that rеd meat
pull up with a f+ckin’ big book but you ain’t read me
huh

you have not heard about me
lil b+tch got a fire punch like she rhonda rousey
spinning after neck, not yo mans i’m not playing housey
heard they let you coach one up, but yo plays was lousy

seen the mailman on the t, told him bust a right
my house, quick pit stop, then i catch a flight
vanilla visa sound good you gon’ catch it, right?
backwood after backwood just to rest at night

if it’s smoke then i’ma pop lungs
talkin’ h+lly sh+t, dawg i’m out come and pop sum
if he catch you in the hairs reese’ll pop gums
package coming in from germany it’s bout to drop some

hm, man i call this sh+t the giftmas tapes
how you road running on yo’ ass i made 6 today
if the first one drop i’ma risk away
told dawgy shut the f+ck up sit and hit that vape

huh, h+lla elegance
jt, call the strike down for the h+ll of it
you don’t got no pull but you claim cause you’re a celibate
surfing solo on the dark web i’ma send the mix
huh you get wrapped like spotify
i be out the way chillin’, woofing? you must wanna die
broke as h+ll man you p+ssed know you hate yo life
hold up dawg phone beepin’ let me catch this 5

b+tch i’m back i just got steak
i’m a super duper breadhead like i got cake
wave coming had to hit em with the hurricane
the way i road run you would think i work for lta

they was counting down i’m counting up like this new year
being broke like you is my true fear
she ain’t throwing neck i ain’t got nothing to do here
b+tch askin’ who just got scammed, huh you dear

i’m an almighty suspect, fiending for that blue strip
hop lines live all nine, you got blew b+tch
slam dunk she won’t walk when i’m through it
d+mn near cut the b+tch off cause she paused my music

huh, b+tch you don’t pause the goat
thinkin’ yall dawgs? i might have to call paw patrol
my bad read it wrong i meant paw control
talkin’ bout them same lil picks dawg yo flex is old

up all day so i’m p+ssed off
hold up let me get this phone she a trip dawg
huh, on yo life i’ll stay rich dawg
trynna see the hate, for real i can’t the weed got thick fog
ne+
fthaly
hey hey hey hey
aye
[it’s hokatiwi]

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