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vythe - hellspawn lyrics

[intro]
by listening to this you agree to follow and obey my commands
(welcome to the rapture)

(f+ck f+ck f+ck)

[chorus]
h+llsp+wn
f+ck the ground you stand on (uh)
he so p+ssy stuff him up with lead and tampons (wah)
i ain’t selfish if i hit i put my mans on
vythe up in this b+tch too f+ckin’ lit who left the lamp on? (bleh)

[verse 1]
chop+chop+chop that boy and screw him like i’m dj ess
sorry to my fans ain’t dropping music i’ve been too depressed
“por que papi please don’t sell your soul”
like b+tch i know what’s best
gang too f+cking grimey super slimy need some mucinex, bet

[verse 2]
veinspill, bloodsplat
sh+ttin’ where you die at
k!ll em when he sp+wn back
i hope n0body saw that
add her to my roster
perish, he’ll never prosper
love her but i lost her
turning my children foster
[verse 3]
real n+gga rally i’m best representative
pop it open and pop me a sedative
i ain’t yo twin n+gga we is not relatives
hm? why all your music repetitive?

[verse 4]
can’t beat me if you tried
think different, you might die
can’t keep up with my stride
“won’t rob you?” b+tch i lied

[verse 5]
ain’t in the field got no mud on your cleat
suck a sippy you’ll never be street
i let her go ain’t no savin’ her
not finna sweat it i know she’ll be back in a week
don’t tap my blunt cuz it’s not for the weak
you smokin’ spray+on and i’m smoking on ew
i’m tryna k!ll, f+ck a conversation
copped a new telly they canceled my reservation (who+who)

[verse 6]
(haha)
emo bitty
we always f+ck to mitski
can’t cuff her cuz it’s risky (ha)
(woo!)
get away, he lucky ain’t that lifestyle brazy
tryna ambush? life took, push daisies
girlfriend left, said i’m too crazy
don’t need feedback, f+ck you pay me
i’m a petty pr+ck but she gon’ l!ck me til i’m lazy
left me here to suffer and a sl+t won’t ever save me
(oh wait the beat’s over f+ck)
(should i bring the hook back in?) (duh n+gga)
[chorus]
h+llsp+wn
f+ck the ground you stand on (uh)
he so p+ssy stuff him up with lead and tampons (wah)
i ain’t selfish if i hit i put my mans on
vythe up in this b+tch too f+ckin’ lit who left the lamp on? (bleh)

- vythe lyrics

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