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zukenee - slayer disease lyrics

[chorus]
i think i caught the slayer disease (woah)
i was outside late night purgin’ (yeah)
and i woke up, cross my t’s (let’s go)
i was geeked up catchin’ z’s (on god)
these .556s chop a tree (sing like)
she was singin’, i’m like glee
keep the knife on me for beef (on god)
free my dogs until they’re free
you know what i’m sayin’, like sh+t
i pull up, hit the f+ck n+gga from the three
hundred thousand dollars on my f+ckin’ watches
i got rocks hittin’ by the three
i got kay slay on the beat (slay)
oh, these n+ggas lyin’ through their t++th (slay)
i’m the biggest slayer, nice to meet you (on god)

[verse 1]
money keep comin’ (keep comin’)
blue strips, keep thumbin’ (what else?)
oh, he funny, think this sweet (haha)
knuckle, jaw, i put to sleep
pope living like lil keed (what?)
r.i.p., n+gga, lil keed
i got dragons, demons, red keys
manipulate if you let me (let’s go, yeah)
f+ck goin’ on, ho?
know that i’m hard on a ho, give her cold shoulder (cold)
sixteen go on this f+ckin’ mic but then the show’s over
n+ggas talkin’ ’bout some slayer sh+t but don’t know it
[bridge]
two sticks, two swords
two b+tches, two wh0res (yeah)
for the money, do p+rn (what?)
new house, new lawn
two sticks, two swords (yeah)
two b+tches, two wh0res (uh)
for the money, do p+rn (what?)
new house, new lawn (what?)

[verse 2]
zukenee milonakis (what?)
roddy ricch, b+tch, i’m ridin’ ’round with the stick, glocks in the boxes (glock)
never wanted to go catch a k!ll, but i’m still gon’ pop it (pop it)
i just met this vibe at onyx, make her pop and lock it (drop it)
yeah, we just took down the plug, pulled him out the socket (on god)
she askin’ ’bout my zodiac, i came straight out the socket (yeah, it’s slayer)

[chorus]
i think i caught the slayer disease (woah)
i was outside late night purgin’ (yeah)
and i woke up, cross my t’s (let’s go)
i was geeked up catchin’ z’s (on god)
these .556s chop a tree (sing like)
she was singin’, i’m like glee
keep the knife on me for beef (on god)
free my dogs until they’re free
you know what i’m sayin’, like sh+t
i pull up, hit the f+ck n+gga from the three
hundred thousand dollars on my f+ckin’ watches
i got rocks hittin’ by the three
[outro]
uh, uh, slay check
(slay life living)
slay
(live slay, die slay)
slayer
keep comin’
let’s go

- zukenee lyrics

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