vylet pony - outlaw lyrics
[intro]
(’cause this pony became the crunky champion)
(life)
[verse 1: vylet pony]
this town ain’t big enough
check yourself at the door, i know more than you think
debt on the scoreboard kicking up a stink
form right over function, takes a b+tch to do it right
blood on your land when you’re losing every fight
you know how we do it (do it), on the bodies of your men
put a bullet where his brain should be, plucked right off the stem
double barrel shotty, pump that sh+t, he’s rabbid
another has+been in the bag stitched up by a f+ggot (yeah)
(fall to your knees, mortal)
[chorus: vylet pony]
outlaw me, b+tch
outlaw me, b+tch
outlaw me, b+tch
then this shotty boutta put you out of the ‘biz
(we the gay music)
outlaw me, b+tch
(pony music)
outlaw me, b+tch
(priority warning)
outlaw me b+tch
then this shotty boutta put you out of the ‘bi—
[verse 2: vylet pony]
line the men up the wall, bag their heads with a smile
send these mic’d up boys to the redneck trials
yeah, shoot a dog just to fear the bite, it’s on sight
salt the wounds of the snow ’cause it’s f+ck ice
the new town square ritual, pu+public castration
throwing bricks at the straights, making queer vengeance great again
red hat and glasses, skipped all his classes
all these motherf+ckers put their money where their ass is
[chorus: vylet pony]
outlaw me, b+tch
outlaw me, b+tch
outlaw me, b+tch
then this shotty boutta put you out of the ‘bi—
[verse 3: vylet pony]
he’s just a stupid as h+ll white bratty incel
n0body has to k!ll him ’cause he’ll do it himself
he’s like “forty+one percent,” but everybody can tell
even though his god ain’t real, he already in h+ll
ooh, f+ck, and he’s just doing f+ckin’ dirty work
he don’t know that he’s just a tweet of someone’s birdy bird
he likes his guns, but he’s just scared of words
he’s gonna jump just ’cause he heard “she/her”
[chorus: vylet pony]
outlaw me, b+tch
outlaw me, b+tch
outlaw me, b+tch
then this shotty boutta p—
[verse 4: lulamoon]
ayo, she cuddle the ruger ec9s, not no blåhaj
ss on mama’s hotspot, sticks cook ’em like hotpot
n+gga, f+ck judy hopps, jim hopper, and robocop
you by the throne, spit shinin’ my spot, n+gga
they scan her fit on google lens
they call her open carrie since they sauer with a sig
ayy, roll up your top five ’cause she cool with smokin’ on mids
make you horse famous, colt .45, put you on fox 10
even the terfs think she really him
dyk+ with a armalite for ice and a nine for the two and ten
shawty dump the sh+t, then get in the whip and then get in the wind
ayo, i strut my sh+t, i pull up my skirt and then stuff in a stick
and if i boymode, it’s preme dunks, my nails glitter
don’t melee with mini hitlers, we hit ’em with hollow tippers
and if you unaware of what we do with maga n+ggas
ask grok, my glock pop you haunting a data center, p+ssy
[bridge: vylet pony, lulamoon]
tell ’em (hahaha)
ayy anon, ask grok to tie your noose for you
(in the hudson bay, you know how we do it)
ayy, yuh, ayy
[verse 5: vylet pony]
you the combine, breakin’ every single tourist trap under your step on a fine line
bumble out the gonarch lair on a rhine dime
my sign says all of you b+tches are gonna do time time
cry, b+tch, there’s nothing great to replace, only the hive minds
i find every white man in contempt
wannabe terrorists invading every sp+ce that they can’t bench
here’s the sitrep, camp cracker’s overrun and spent
you can outlaw the idea, but you can’t run from ol’ betsy
yo, pop, pop out on 12
hecu v. the hev from h+ll, we can always tell
pray tell, all it takes is ashen one to demon fell
all the men out level health but got no mana for the spells
runnin’ up the l’s, gunnin’ for themselves
give ’em cells, solitary sells
televise it to their kin, loving christ compels
we never shot first, but the smoking gun smells of a red hat brat
the rainbow mafia’s about to sh+ll
[outro]
yeah, i’m loosing up now
(you have destroyed so much, what is it exactly that you have created?)
(can you name even one thing?)
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