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sparkles_00 - thrillshot lyrics

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you sound like a b+tch b+tch
shut the f+ck up
your tracks are hate magnet
f+ck your beard weird
alright

you yelling at the mic you weird beard
we doing this once
your beard’s weird why you yelling’ at the mic
ben just hit me on text
last night i listen your diss track

wait you dissing me i’m perplexed
insult me in a line compliment me on the next d+mn
you want me to have a heart attack
was checking your views on your weird tracks
you started doing sh+t then you started doing sh+tty rap

luke luke son listen man dad isn’t mad
but how you gonna name yourself after a d+mn gun and a man bun

now i woke eyes open undeniable
supplying smoke got your neck choked
say you got me in a scope but you grazed me
i say one call to interscope and you’re crazy
everybody asking luke b+tch who
no one knows you and the whole crowd yelling woo
a backbiter stays back a back biter
you’re f+cking mole hill i will make a mountain out of you

ho chill actin’ like you put chrome barrel to my bone marrow
gunner b+tch you ain’t a bow and arrow
say you’ll run up on me like a phone bill spraying’ lead
playing’ dead that’s the only time you hold still

are you eating fish and chips?
you d+ck sucker
what the f+ck loose some weight luke you are fat f+cker
dictionary

yo luke your diss track sucked
just go back to your diss tracks
know your fact before you come at me lil goof
luxury oh you broke b+tch?

yeah i have enough money through my youtube to burn it in front of you ho
younger than me? no you the whack me
it’s funny but so true
i’d rather be eighty year old me than twenty year old you

go play feel like i’m babysitting lil tay
got the luke okay so you spent your whole day
shooting a video just to f+cking dig your own grave
got you at your own wake i’m the billy goat
you ain’t never made a list next to no biggie no jay
next to taylor swift and that iggy ho you about to really blow
luke they’ll be putting your name
next to ja next to benzino die motherf+cker

like the last motherf+cker saying’ me in vain
alien brain you satanist (yeah)
my biggest flops are your greatest hits
the game’s mine again and ain’t nothing changed but the locks

so before i slay this b+tch mwah give luke a kiss
gotta wake up labour day to this (the f+ck)
been rich+shamed by some pr+ck using my name for cl!ckbait
in a state of bliss cause i said his godd+mn name

now i gotta c+ck back aim yeah b+tch pop champagne to this
it’s your moment this is it
as big as you’re gonna get so enjoy it
had to give you a career to destroy it

lethal injection go to sleep six feet deep
i’ll give you a c for the effort but if i was three
foot eleven you’d look up to me and for the record

you would suck a d+ck to f+ckin’ be me for a second
l!ck a b+llsack to get on my channel
give your life to be as solidified
this mothaf+cking sh+t is like rambo when he’s out of bullets
so what good is a f+ckin tape nerd when it’s out of ammo?
had enough of this tatted+up mumble rapper
how the f+ck can him and i battle?
he’ll have to f+ck luke in my flannel

i’ll give him my sandal
cause he knows long as i’m sparkles he’s gonnna have to live in my shadow
exhausting letting off on my offspring
like a gun barrel b+tch get off me

you dance around it like a sombrero we can all see
you’re f+ckin salty cause young gerald’s b+lls+deep inside of halsey
your red sweater your black leather
you dress better i rap better

that a death threat or a love letter?
little white toothpick
thinks it’s over a pic i just don’t like you pr+ck
thanks for dissing me

now i had an excuse on the mic to write “not alike”
but really i don’t care who’s in the right
but you’re losing the fight you picked
who else want it luke?

attempt fails budden l’s
f+ckin’ nails in these coffins as soft as cottonelle
thrillshot i will not fail i’m with the doc still
but this idiot’s boss pops pills and tells him he’s got sk!lls

but luke he admits everything what he said ah
i’m sick of you bein’ whack
and still usin’ that motherf+cking auto+tune so let’s talk about it (let’s talk about it)
i’m sick of your mumble rap mouth need to get the c+ck up out it before we can even talk about it (talk about it)

i am sick of your black hair and you’re living
just cause you look in the mirror and think you’re sparkles (sparkles)
don’t mean you are and you’re not about it

so just leave my d+ck in your mouth and keep my matter out it
you f+cking oh wait your last name woolly what the f+ck

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