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three - evil world lyrics

[verse 1: blocka]
sad, sad, sad
sad white b-tch in the alley (what?)
i f-cked that lil b-tch and i vanished (i vanished)
please, my n-gg- don’t panic (don’t)
sippin’ on sprite and henny (sprite)
yungboi blockah finna bring the sh-t outta clique (outta here)
pull up with a stick let that p-ssy gettin’ hit (hit)

[hook: ssaes]
you dig how this evil world turn slow-mo?
how is it possible that it still go on?
sippin on sprite ain’t no drop gon’ waste on
gualla, gualla, gualla that’s how they call god now

[verse 2: kingpreme]
brushin’ my bullet with orbit (rahh)
that bullet gon’ f-ck up your organs (ooh)
i’m with the foreign sh-t not with the boring
hittin’ that b-tch and i pour it (actavis)
she brought a friend with her
i put some red bottoms up on her feet (what)
i like that girl, she’s lovin’ me
of that purple and henny (brrr)
y’all n-gg-s look like larry (pew pew)
y’all n-gg-s wanna be me (pew pew)
talk to my b-tch
don’t talk to me
don’t talk to me
supreme my soul and i conquer the beat
supreme my soul and i need to feast
y’all just some f-ck n-gg-s don’t hate on me

[hook: blocka]
you dig how this evil world turn slow-mo?
how is it possible that it still go on?
sippin’ on sprite ain’t no drop gon’ waste on
gualla, gualla, gualla that’s how they call god now

[verse 3: ssaes]
takeoff my b-tch out the wrong way (uesch)
’bout to fly h-ll way stay safe (squad)
lil uzi vert jumped, i got him in, in my golden cage
(pound)
drop her -ss to the limit, issa -ss cake
purple water, take three (uhh yah), codeine shakes (purpurpurpurp)
drag race, ssaes switched’ to the speed lane
pop a belveder warmup session b-tch don’t blame (yupyup)
all of my left eye they fillin with hate (ayy)
i love my left eye they fill it with hate
race the plug in me b-tch (skrrt)

[hook: kingpreme]
you dig how this evil world turn slow-mo?
how is it possible that it still go on?
sippin’ on sprite ain’t no drop gon’ waste on
gualla, gualla, gualla that’s how they call god now

[outro: blocka]
-ss that twerk, b-tch go home and work
if you listen to 3 of us you go berserk

- three lyrics

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