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slaughternaut - dynamic duo (feat. yesop) lyrics

(hook x2)

ayyyy, ‘ello, it’s me
the motherf+ckin slaughternaut, and you know, how she be
a c+cky b+tch up on the mic, but you know, that she mean
f+ckin’ businesssss, teehee

ayyyy, ‘ello, it’s me
the motherf+ckin slaughternaut, and you know, how she be
c+cky b+tch on the mic, but you know, that she mean
f+ckin’ businesssss, teehee

(verse 1)

alright, let me cook
stop it for a second, correct it
i don’t follow no directions cuz i’m very invested
and a lil b+tch is trynna be, yeah they might try to best it
but i cough up on the mic so that the next get infected
thank you
look like venom how thеy neck get infestеd
all this talk they putting out, they gotta keep it protected
i count one chin, two chin, three chin, four chin
maybe there was more chins
really the f+cking point is
shut yo’ gaul when you thinking of pressing
sh+t is depressing
i don’t fall over any obsessions
it sends a message
that i’m tall, gotta extend the leverage
i make mess with
any ball thrown up in my direction
i feel like hendricks, huh
taylor caught a body off the rim, he been jazzin’
sh+t spaz when, they find out it’s automatic
this sh+t tragical, it’s a massacre happenin’
like italic, i make ’em lean and do an action
trash bin
(modified hook)

ayyyy, ‘ello, it’s me
the motherf+ckin slaughternaut, and you know, how she be
she sick as sh+t up on the mic and you know, that she mean
f+ckin business, pg

(post+hook + verse 2)

+lang visuals
f+ck this sh+t, i flow moist like it’s cr1tikal
charlie on the feature, someone call up pyrocynical
flaming everything i f+cking touch, pyro+typical
i told y’all i been goated, f+ck you think? i ain’t in liminal?

gimmie sp+ce b+tch

tracing white lines ’round these pagans
put a star in the circle and then they shocked i flame them
there’s no candles to pass, cuz i done melt the whole joint down
give me another reason to take another noise out
roll up to louisville, you know i keep the k tucked
we’d fry a b+tch so chicken little got his face shut
that’s what told me that they got no f+cking case
ducked real low, now he choking cuz his airway cut
f+ck you
(modified hook x2)

ayyyy, ‘ello, it’s me (yeah)
the motherf+ckin slaughternaut, and you know, how she be (yeah, yeah)
a c+cky b+tch up on the mic, but you know, that she mean (huh)
f+ckin’ businesssss, teehee (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)

ayyyy, ‘ello, it’s we (what up?)
the motherf+ckin’ dynamic duo, you know he we be
c+cky b+tches on the mic, but you know, that we mean (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
f+ckin’ businesssss, teehee (yuh)

(yesop: verse 3)

this pg+13
p9 i’m meerking
black tint, we lurking
getting this bread the first thing
she gimme some head, she thirsting
i’m changing the lead, she smirking
like a virus but i’m illa’
tow faced k!lla!
i’m bipolar with the straps
don’t know which one to k!ll you with
lite a cig in the whip
while your b+tch is chilling in
64 i’m drilling it
chrome wheels, this steel peice
lighting from my finger tips
touch my guap or my rolls i leave a n+gga fingerless
clear the scene, your whole team is leaving fingerprints
extendo
the glock stay put right near my elbow
this gun so big
you hear it booming with tempo
hit your temple, the sh+ll loose
there’s levels don’t medel wit
that two h+rned b+tch, cuz she is like a devil
dumping bodies that i tie on the trunk
like it’s shevels
this a two man plan
the can’ll fire out the pencil, n+gga

- slaughternaut lyrics

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