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pyramid vritra - svetlana lyrics

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[verse 1: pyramid vritra]

here’s what i’ve been pondering: downing 5ths of gin looking at your throat wonder if you’re swallowing. sinking even deeper into the shallow end tripping off of any little thing you get your mittens in. but you’re so lovely i would like to court you. f-ck dates. court you, dribble b-lls and hardwood floor you later. at the moment i kind of adore you, but talking isn’t my forte foreplay upstairs, f-ck stairs. lights: k!ll ’em. m-ffled sound layered over m-ffled sound playing in the under layer feel it in your underground layer to my underground lair and yes that sh-t is player but, starring, right, left. tryna see that silhouette undressed, maybe if i get you high there wouldn’t be a need for these zelda gems tucked inside my vest pocket. stop babbling get over there and talk. stuck from this whatever the f-ck i can’t walk, where the h-ll am i? i thought this was a party. sh-t i’m coming down to realize i haven’t left the car seat. wow

[verse 2: pyramid vritra]
i reach into my pocket for a wallet, absent. subst-tute an unmarked key for room 210. laced in strong perfumes a reddish hued kiss coupled with a number written down with a blue pen. then. timberrr. answering the phone was her mother f-cking sister. now i’m confused. what am i gonna do? not that i’m a perv but thinking ’bout ‘chern make a n-gga really wanna c-m. but how the f-ck did this happen? you’re my f-cking sister-in-law, well there ain’t no in-laws in law, so…

[bridge: pyramid vritra]
swell, i thought you were the love of my life but all b-tches are trife that’s why i’m wielding this rifle. said you were in like and took a n-gga for granted now this n-gga’s making advancements all on my cabinet for attention you granted. drenched in l-st musk as i’m crying, grant a b-tch trust now i’m dying to end it all. i’m hyped off adderall and envy after seeing y’all. you said that you were saving it for marriage then let him raid your garden, steal the taters and the cabbage, while i was out tryna make cabbage. for us. sl-t



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