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yung zime, barzly & bill $aber - throat chomp lyrics

[verse 1: barzly]
caught up in the sun, motherfucker shootin’ straight
laced sight, they’re trigger loose, caught up wit’ a dog
what’s that? fuck a flashlight, light bright
i’ma go insane in the nighttime
motherfuckers know that i’m bad
come back, got a bad bitch with a fat ass
fuck around town, don’t worry, just another setback
i’ma pull back, hear the “click+clack”
shovels in the green fish, shovel lookin’ real bad
can’t forget teeth on my tee like a junkie
mouth at a boss, fuck around, i’ma bump that
grab another clip and i walk like a one step
wrapping up the teeth on my wrist, cut ’em up that
i’m the motherfucker with the whole city cold now
check ’em all day like first and i’m the fucking ground
crack another bone with a chainsaw
bury all the stones in the dirt like a long haul
looking at these stitches like call, call
what’s up? don’t know what’s up
lay ho, put that motherfucker with a stranger
tie another noose, straight arrow to the back
lay ’em all out, smoke ’em all out with a bang
okay, took another life in the bet, shoot straight
cold case, motherfucker whole case
take it to the ground, have dinner with the burn mates
metal to the brain, gonna need a big taste (what’s up)
lay you on the ground like a bitch, we don’t want that
dirty with the stick like a wish kid (it’s such that)
you can have the key for the peace, we don’t want that
fuckin’ on your bitch on clout, we don’t play that
every single time that i watch that, fucking up a lung
now you better fucking slow down
take it to the sky like a gold crown
shining in the lake like a big fat
taking out my heart so they never feel it
[verse 2: yung zime]
yeah, thirty hollow rounds, when i ride with the stick, finna ride with the clip, god damn
holding on my nuts, lil’ bitch finna get knocked back when i let this gun rip
yeah, who said that i was an angel?
you know that i am a demon
fuck it, i’ll ball like some angle
i don’t give a fuck, i’ma let the blood drip
pussy be talking, i swear that these words are as empty as his fucking pen
body keep driving, i swear it’s a graveyard
i like to fill people’s heads up with lead
i’m tearing shit up, there is no competition
nobody is stopping my mission
[?] with anybody, bitch, i’m vicious
dropping his body, delicious, oh

[verse 3: bill $aber]
came through a rip, put my diss on my dick and the ones that be hating on me don’t be visual
came in our face and they shout out visuals
spittin’ these hits ’cause these niggas be beautiful
call me the demon so i can get biblical
say they got money but it’s not visible
nighas my sons and i’m slapping them vertical
pray for a nigga that love me
all of these rappers so typical
cookie cut ’em in a criminal
i made seven figures in residuals just to keep you hating in this criminal
she be looking at me like i’m mythical
if i teach her lessons ain’t no principle
i pray i don’t snap, i’ll be at the gym
i promise you fuck niggas don’t wanna be physical
for real, nigga

- yung zime barzly bill aber lyrics

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