KILLEDDY - THESPINS
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{Intro: KILLEDDY}
(Eddy, this beat sounds like shit!)
I been fucked up, THC and vodka in my arteries
That bitch said that she loves me but my heart's too busy (?...)
Saw me at the party and this fuckboy thinks he's hard as me
{Verse 1: KILLEDDY}
Now that shit really is funny, fist to his colon, my blade in his tummy
Why are you stood like a stussy? These (?...) dancin', these girls lookin' dummy
Pussy boy thought he could drop me, watch out, my bros take him down like it's rugby
Your bitch is just (?...) slut me, 'cause she loved you, wants to date me whenever she fucks me, yuh
It's like a sword in her tummy, yuh, uh, disgusting
All of you— All of you fucks are disgusting, I'm up in the batter and shatterin' knees, uh
Speakin' (?...) moves on your bitch, after that, then it's cash and release, uh
Playin' the Cheerios, I'm on her face, shit, I'll pass her the tea, uh
You don't wanna go there with me, uh, I'll jab his (?...) with his spleen
{Chorus: KILLEDDY}
I been fucked up, I'm off the reach
Off the fuckin' K, bitch, I haven't slept in three days
I just let your bitch (?...) knees break
She just made a porno with me, she's coming back to replay
Thinkin' that you're hard, that's the shit I don't believe
Run up in this (?...), I'm off a load of (?...)
Diamonds on my bitch, (?...)
These pussy boys don't want one, I feel like Chief Keef
{Bridge: smitty}
I just fuckin' drive
{on your piss?}
(?...), like every fuckin' (?...) in that bitch
(?...)
(?...) Everything you say (?...) sick
(?...) like a sip
{Verse 2: smitty}
There's another piece of me that wanna rip your guts
And cut 'em up and make a spider
But I notice (?...)
Talkin' outta pocket, got a (?...)
(?...)
{Bridge: smitty}
(?...) to now, (?...) pounds
Up in these woods on (?...)
I'll take you down to my slaughterhouse
{Verse 3: smitty}
Ay, you
Big mood, tell me, what you wanna do?
We can make this quick and easy, but it's really up to you
Ay, I'm tucked, I can shoot
Please don't push me 'cause I do
This a '46 and 2
And I'll put you in the dirt
{Bridge: smitty}
Shove at— Shove at— Shove at me, (?...)
(?...)
(?...)
(?...)
{Verse 4: smitty}
I'ma step, take a breath
Pull the pin on yo' head, and you bled
I could beat you in a fight, Johnny Test
Money fast, I'ma blast
Spinnin' press in the set
I gon' test a motherfuckin' pussy boy behind the text
{Outro: Deftones}
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowd in the streets and no sun
In my own summer
{Intro: KILLEDDY}
(Eddy, this beat sounds like shit!)
I been fucked up, THC and vodka in my arteries
That bitch said that she loves me but my heart's too busy (?...)
Saw me at the party and this fuckboy thinks he's hard as me
{Verse 1: KILLEDDY}
Now that shit really is funny, fist to his colon, my blade in his tummy
Why are you stood like a stussy? These (?...) dancin', these girls lookin' dummy
Pussy boy thought he could drop me, watch out, my bros take him down like it's rugby
Your bitch is just (?...) slut me, 'cause she loved you, wants to date me whenever she fucks me, yuh
It's like a sword in her tummy, yuh, uh, disgusting
All of you— All of you fucks are disgusting, I'm up in the batter and shatterin' knees, uh
Speakin' (?...) moves on your bitch, after that, then it's cash and release, uh
Playin' the Cheerios, I'm on her face, shit, I'll pass her the tea, uh
You don't wanna go there with me, uh, I'll jab his (?...) with his spleen
{Chorus: KILLEDDY}
I been fucked up, I'm off the reach
Off the fuckin' K, bitch, I haven't slept in three days
I just let your bitch (?...) knees break
She just made a porno with me, she's coming back to replay
Thinkin' that you're hard, that's the shit I don't believe
Run up in this (?...), I'm off a load of (?...)
Diamonds on my bitch, (?...)
These pussy boys don't want one, I feel like Chief Keef
{Bridge: smitty}
I just fuckin' drive
{on your piss?}
(?...), like every fuckin' (?...) in that bitch
(?...)
(?...) Everything you say (?...) sick
(?...) like a sip
{Verse 2: smitty}
There's another piece of me that wanna rip your guts
And cut 'em up and make a spider
But I notice (?...)
Talkin' outta pocket, got a (?...)
(?...)
{Bridge: smitty}
(?...) to now, (?...) pounds
Up in these woods on (?...)
I'll take you down to my slaughterhouse
{Verse 3: smitty}
Ay, you
Big mood, tell me, what you wanna do?
We can make this quick and easy, but it's really up to you
Ay, I'm tucked, I can shoot
Please don't push me 'cause I do
This a '46 and 2
And I'll put you in the dirt
{Bridge: smitty}
Shove at— Shove at— Shove at me, (?...)
(?...)
(?...)
(?...)
{Verse 4: smitty}
I'ma step, take a breath
Pull the pin on yo' head, and you bled
I could beat you in a fight, Johnny Test
Money fast, I'ma blast
Spinnin' press in the set
I gon' test a motherfuckin' pussy boy behind the text
{Outro: Deftones}
I think God is moving its tongue
There's no crowd in the streets and no sun
In my own summer
