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letra de r.i.p remix - au revoir nuts

[intro: the fatal sling]
ay
ay
ay, ay, yeaah
yuh, ay
woosh wooosh woosh
ay, shout out carti, best album of the year
yuh, ay, ay
yuh, ay

[verse 1: the fatal sling]
i feel like frosty i’m back on my bullsh-t
i don’t sip no lean no i don’t do that fu sh-t
i’m on my grind cause i know i could do it
pull up to the party and drink cause we get lit
i am not human, man i’m from venus
that little b-tch she gon swallow my p-n-s
i got the lyrics, i am like g*nius
f-ck on that b-tch then deleted the fetus
i got the flow, ain’t got a fro
arn, that sh-t gonna grow
we need some mo, f-ck on a hoe
why didn’t you just say so?
mo bamba or sicko mode
i do not care take off your clothes
i’m the prodigy of sweden so you know my neck is on froze
b-tch i’m white but i’m not white trash
cause i’m coming on this beat and that sh-t go fast
crack crack crack while i smash that gl-ss
when i bust a nut that sh-t go on her -ss
die lit that’s the album of the year
when i pull up to school they be screaming in fear
cause i take sh-t to the second gear
and i’m f-cking with these b-tches, all year
yuh, yuh
yuh yuh yuh
yuh, yuh
ay woosh woosh
walk in the trap like a boss
i just snapped i don’t take a loss
walk in the school and i floss
put up the posters, don’t take loss
yuh, woosh
woosh woosh woosh
carti, die lit, r.i.p, eye lid
yuh, ay
f-ck on that thot b-tch, uh
pull up and floss b-tch, uh
dripping in sauce b-tch!

[verse 2: otac]
ay, otac
my music is trash, i don’t give a f-ck
don’t f-cking listen go suck someone’s c-ck
i’m in this sh-t but i’m not on the block
waiting for me, checking the clock
love this sh-t but i walk like i talk
don’t look at me, don’t f-cking stalk
not rich the kid but i do the plug walk
not f-cking p-ssy but i’m hard as a rock
my music is trash, i step on the gas
you can’t catch me i’m going to fast
some b-tches smash, others we p-ss
still get the p-ssy you know that i bash
ay, ay
ay ay ay (ay)
ay, ay
ay ay ay (ay)
ay, ay
ay ay ay (ay)
ay, ay
ay ay ay
cause you know i’m back again, on the track again
with my friends again
this sh-t has no end
we gon snap my friend
this sh-t is full send
building tracks, i mend
pray to god “amen”
för du kommer bli bränd

[verse 3: the fatal sling]
ay, yuh
i popped the seal, i eat a quail
i love the wind cause i like to sail
b-tches be frail, i read like braille
when i’m in france i be eating on snail
epic like fail, fell call it bail
get h-lla love when i’m reading my mail
sipping on the ale, hard like a nail
pray to god that i don’t go to jail
stacking and stacking and stacking these racks
b-tches be copying call that sh-t fax
i live at home so i don’t need no tax
i got my own path so i get of the tracks
yuh, ay
ay ay ay
b-tches be hating, so i’m never gonna save them
homies be wilding, n0body ever trained them
b-tches be hating, so i’m never gonna save them
homies be wilding, n0body ever trained them

[outro: the fatal sling]
ay ay ay
woosh woosh
b-tch, huh yah, ayy
grrrat, brrrat
arn, sling, otac, know what the f-ck going on
suck my d-ck…
bi-!

- au revoir nuts

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