swagdisease - i do not like the opposition lyrics
[chorus: swagdisease]
slicin’ up a p+ssy, know he done f+cked up
tearin’ out his ribs, you’d think he’s had enough huh
yo’ sh+t fallin’ off, can’t do nothin’, tough luck
payin’ big features, boost his plays for once huh
feel the flesh meltin’ off his bones, take them crush them into dust
tearin’ out his f+ckin liver p+ssy screamin’ to the sun
see my racks, stackin’ up bigger, on the trigger ’til it bust
imma hinge down his limbs and leave him there ’til they rust
hang him from the ceiling, hit him with a baseball bat
takin’ off his skin to make myself a brand new floor mat
stealin’ all my swag, tell them make a new format
tell me show bands, so i’m pullin’ out four of that
[verse 1: swagdisease]
feel the flesh meltin’ off his bones, take them crush them into dust
tearin’ out his f+ckin liver p+ssy screamin’ to the sun
see my racks, stackin’ up bigger, on the trigger ’til it bust
imma hinge down his limbs and leave him there ’til they rust
[verse 2: yoshie]
six kiss that b+tch catch a case like melly
i been totin’ a machine gun like my name kelly
your b+tch is right by my bone
shove that sh+t down, now i’m stuck in her throat
2 big glocks and yo b+tch ass is done
i grab me a needle now i praise the sun
rip out your flesh now rip out your bones
grab my own sawed off and blow off your dome
like this sh+t is payday got mask on my face
yeah i grab a bomb and i strap to a case
[bridge: yoshie]
she rock a choker my hands ‘round her neck
this stupid lil b+tch gon’ be beggin’ for rest
she rock a choker my hands ‘round her neck
this stupid lil b+tch gon’ be beggin’ for rest
she rock a choker my hands ‘round her neck
this stupid lil b+tch gon’ be beggin’ for rest
[chorus: swagdisease]
slicin’ up a p+ssy, know he done f+cked up
tearin’ out his ribs, you’d think he’s had enough huh
yo’ sh+t fallin’ off, can’t do nothin’, tough luck
payin’ big features, boost his plays for once huh
feel the flesh meltin’ off his bones, take them crush them into dust
tearin’ out his f+ckin liver p+ssy screamin’ to the sun
see my racks, stackin’ up bigger, on the trigger ’til it bust
imma hinge down his limbs and leave him there ’til they rust
hang him from the ceiling, hit him with a baseball bat
takin’ off his skin to make myself a brand new floor mat
stealin’ all my swag, tell them make a new format
tell me show bands, so i’m pullin’ out four of that
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