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slavmoney - fok yor gawd lyrics

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ayy

this ones kinda like
a release of sorts

dont take too serious

boy you end up on the floor
two pistols chilling right next to the door yuh
i got 10 grams in my drawers
i send 10 shots at your lord

slav with the extended mag
bout to cause a heart attack
all these people run it back
f-ck your god my soul is black

i need the drugs of the youth

i can’t go on with just boof
i need perkies and xanies rocks too

all of you p-ssies you claim you’re the sh-t
then step up and get to it
no one can touch me divine
i’m above all the people that claiming they do it

flex on a n-gga got two timbs
now i have a glock up to my face you like my new wings
pull up to your school do a shooting oh
i love when they run like i’m the new king ayy
dive up in that p-ssy like snorkeling
i got crystals on my f-cking nose ring
feeling like the gear cause my heart sting uh
blade all like a pumpkin its in your guts

f-ck your god
f-ck your god
i don’t need no religion
imma pull up with that pistol you know we get to grippin’
grip that pistol like a b-tch now i’m feeling official
now you n-ggas ain’t official claiming you’re the f-cking sh-t

gopnik slit your wrists
can’t slit my wrists cause i got ice up on that b-tch
leave a f-ckboi on the set dripping wet
smoke a cigarette every time i drop a cet

that b-tch want smoke i tell her hit the road
my boof got r-t-rds croaking like they toads
i took a toke now my mind just like woke
you gone get smoked on the road like a stoke

tell that b-tch go hit the road
my wrist is bl–dy it look like it broke
i got that blood when i’m in the sesh mode
i got that blood when i’m in the sesh mode

- slavmoney lyrics

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