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slept on cult(ure) - atrocity lyrics

[intro: kidd arson & wilson the poet]
south florida klean up krew, it’s that south plantation sh+t, ya heard?
already f+ckin’ know what it do
f+ck outta here
lil’ b+tch, mmm+mm, boutta… flex on y’all n+ggas, yah

[verse 1: wilson the poet]
b+tch you is ugly stop pressin’ my b+ttons
me and the dawgs, we at the function
where is the gas? we need to search
make sure it’s loud like a baby in church
switching up my hair because i got bored
i feel exotic, like a resort
latina done curved me it’s time to deport
your n+gga a simp, he stay on that fortnite, uh
k!llin’ a n+gga tonight, ahh
robbin’ a store i might, uh
.38 made him white, uh
burnin’ his ass with some sprite, uh
fightin’ yo ass is some light work
spittin for sway like ferg
my drip is like an iceberg
your b+tch she just popped a perc
yeah, she’s just a f+ckin’ flirt
rhyme scheme, make my f+ckin’ stummy hurt, oouh

[verse 2: kidd arson & wilson the poet]
yuh, it’s nick the spic in the f+ckin’ booth, yuh ooh
yuh yuh
yuh ooh
yuh k!ll it
yuh hmm
i’ll shoot at your family to make your blood boil
then hold down your head in some boiling oil
you pushing up daisies your corpse in the soil
lil’ b+tch this is war, i’m taking the spoils
pop out and spray like i’m jack+in+the+box
red and green lasers give you chicken pox
back in honduras was flippin’ them rocks
b+tch we sold keys yeah we had it on lock
i run in yo spot and commit an atrocity
burn down the sh+t then run off with velocity ughh
you ain’t a dog b+tch you lackin’ ferocity
shout out the homie xzypimposity what?
cut off your fingers ’cause ain’t no one stoppin’ me
why would i do that? to watch you bleed obviously mmm
i see the fear in your eyes when you talk to me
i won’t let you live if you give an apology, b+tch
hmm, b+tch, the beat ain’t done, yah, hol’ up, hol’ up, squad, b+tch, b+tch, b+tch, hol’ up, ahem, mm, hey

[verse 3: wilson the poet]
hey b+tch, welcome to my crib
it’s finna get messy so please wear a bib
i’on like it when y’all females are complainin’
but it’s pretty lit when the head is amazing
me and the squad wanna run up this check
so shut the f+ck up, and gimme a sec
we came out the womb as muhf+ckin’ hustlers
yeah we know the cartel the muhf+ckin’ smugglers, b+tch

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