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toxic x tytuus - gulag lyrics

[chorus: tytuus]
uh
i’ma run this sh+t like the gulag
f+ck the game, i’m tryna k!ll the bourgeois

[verse 1: tytuus]
y’all making me laugh
putting virtue into mula
lil’ p+ssy, take this suit off
you don’t need it where we’re going, do you?
young lenin, spitting too raw
rolls+royce with the roof off
b+tch, why is you talking my ear off ’bout money, i don’t wanna hear this sh+t
y’all sell your souls and your bodies just to keep up with appearances
your man a mark and i’m a marxist
talking h+lla smart, b+tch
smack him back to dartmouth
drowning in the water, seeing shark fins
girl, unionize that ass and bring it back to my apartment
sh+t
your ruler’s a fascist
just food for the maggots, they all want their ass kissed
that dough with no taxes
and i ain’t having that sh+t++nah

[chorus: tytuus]
i’ma run this sh+t like the gulag
f+ck the game, i’m tryna k!ll the bourgeois
but i’ll settle for a few cars
[?] rooftop (yah)
[verse 2: jpegmafia]
three+deep stalking, i’m darryl dalkins (oh)
bird+ass n+gga squawking
i have four+four n+ggas out your apartment (oh)
going month by month no lease on (early)
hope your sh+t rent control ’cause you’re moving off it
no biggie, mad diddies with a fresh coffin (baby)
hit a b+tch with the stick like big boss man
i hit a b+tch with the stick like oh mad
jeep wagon (brrat)
drive+by shoot action
do this n+gga like jesus, no passion
heard he got a mean right, well i gotta ask
have you ever tried to punch a n+gga shooting that? (brrat)
man, i went to your show there was no flagging (no)
i know you did a bad job, i was still clapping
no script, no bars, n+gga, no passion
n+ggas wanna be nirvana, boy, you hoodie allen
since you follow trends, run your ice, f+ck the challenge
man, these passblue crackers swear they love rhyming
i just bought a m5, b+tch, i love violence
caught a yuppie on the street, n+gga, what’s poppin’
said he right for the fader, n+gga, bad timing
a nine went to his head like pitchfork co+signed him (ooh, early)

[verse 3: toxic]
(yuh, yuh, yuh)
i’ma run this sh+t like a old block, still f+cking lives up
like a raw dope shot
sick of [?] with the camera on, no [?]
f+ck the whole world, yeah, let’s make the f+cking boat rock
pop sh+t, pop sh+t
couple perkies, bye b+tch
pouring out the sip slow, do that sh+t a lot, kid
used to really live low, never had a day shift
f+ck school, sell dope, using all my patience
stalin on a pad, b+tch, i’m stalin how i run sh+t
[?], and f+cking b+tches speaking russian
[?]
[?], i risk my life on that f+ck sh+t
checks up, checks up, checks up, bad ho
always online, chase attention, lacing bad dope
worrying ’bout your life, leave you [?]
tripping ’bout a future that you’re never gonna have, though
[chorus: tytuus]
nah
i’ma run this sh+t like the gulag
f+ck the game, i’m tryna k!ll the bourgeois
but i’ll settle for a few cars
[?] rooftop (yah)

- toxic x tytuus lyrics

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