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salem witchcraft - v10 lyrics

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[intro] acidbunny
whatchu know bout’ scars babe?
see i’m next up in that foreign car craze
ain’t religious never catch me pray
reup all of my packs, where da ashtray?

[bridge] acidbunny
double cup dat hi+c
boys don’t like me
i’m too feisty
maybe lil’ spicy
put dat b+tch in high speed, yea in high speed
put dat b+tch in high speed, yea in high speed

[verse 1] acidbunny
whatchu know behind the mainframe
when we smoked out i can play the waiting game
throw me bones i ain’t ever tame
can’t obtain dis bunny, das a bl++dy shame

throw dat b+tch in high speed
v10 bite b’s
not real nicely
no, not real nicely
throw dat b+tch in high speed
yeah in high speed

[verse 2] acidbunny
jewels on my juul
sworn n’ i’m soaring
cool we flying through the night got plenty of shootas’
and some iced out jordans (aye)
n’ some iced out jordans (eee)
double cup that hi+c
my v10 bite b’s
not real nicely
no not real nicely
double cup my hi+c yeah my hi+c

[bridge 2] acidbunny
whatchu know about being made
of a bunch of white lies and
a single dinner plate
when you’re all alone
when you’re all alone
i’ll pour myself a beer, now
i won’t feel anything when i hit the ground
when i hit the ground

[verse 3] st4t1c & acidbunny
double cup my juice that’s just how i like it
b+tterfly doors i could fly away with
patience, sh+t you’re saying so tasteless
glad i dodged that bullet like i’m in the matrix

[verse 3 + alt] st4t1c
smoking on the best sh+t get out of mentions
i might be a bad kid i’ve got good intentions
leaving with no trace of anything i left with
buying what i want i’ve got obsessions

[verse 3] st4t1c & acidbunny
back then that stuff was real upsetting
calling the shots so i’m not really stressing
roll the dice of life everyday i am getting
close to this dream i have always wanted

[verse 4] hueycantsurf
i’m a ghost in the set on you pressed with the black tec
you can feel the metal on your neck
b+tch i’m baked like a flatbread
half+dead
with no manners calling out dumb b+tches flexing bammer b+tch i got standards
if a b+tch don’t then you know i really can’t stand her
see past your bullsh+t man i really need a lantern
man this heat spray get you way tanner



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