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spσσdy - run your fucking pockets lyrics

[verse 1]
you a f+cking b+tch, run up on you with the bl!cky
you can suck my f+ckin d+cky
try to pull up on me, make you run your f+ckin pockets b+tch
15 rounds inside yo body, shootin from the glocky with a switch
k!ll you then i f+ck up on your b+tch
you ain’t about this sh+t all you do is talk on f+ckin twitter
bullet to your dome make your body f+ckin jitter
all you do is spew random f+ckin bullsh+t
help me save some f+ckin ammo and just k!ll yourself b+tch

[verse 2]
(run your f+cking pockets b+tch)
i said lil b+tch run your motherf+ckin pockets
dance on your grave, f+ckin pop it and lock it
stabbing my blade right into your eye socket
said you got a strap but you ain’t got it tucked
9mm in both of his nuts
f+ckin this beat so hard i’m bouta bust

when we tell you run your sh+t we f+ckin mean it
i’m too good at this music sh+t, b+tch, i feel conceited
yeah these f+gs up on my c+ck like they f+ckin need it
stop being a b+tch bеfore i leave you bleedin

- spσσdy lyrics

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