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letra de christian - blooyuh

[intro]
chrome heart dangle from my ne-
chrome heart dangle from my ne-

[chorus]
chrome heart dangle from my neck like i’m a christian
picking up his ho, he all alone, i bet he missin’
need a goth ho with big titties, b-tch, i’ll never listen
catch me grindin’ at the school, all y’all losers wishin’
chrome heart dangle from my neck like i’m a christian
picking up his ho, he all alone, i bet he missin’
need a goth ho with big titties, b-tch, i’ll never listen
catch me grindin’ at the school, all y’all losers wishin’
all y’all wishin’ for a come-up
watch me pop-off all alonе and tell me that it’s luck
had a little gingеr, he just wanted me to buy him stuff
if you askin’ for a sip, b-tch, i’m runnin’ with my f-ckin’ cup

[verse]
runnin’ with a bag of loot like it is a track race
had to tap into the wire that was runnin’ under chase
if i catch some cash in your phone, b-tch, i’ll lift your case
i’m evil, motherf-cker, i’m not ever sayin’ grace
smash your granny urn, turn around, say it was a vase
if i’m irritated, b-tch, you better give me f-ckin’ sp-ce
i’m not puttin’ up with bullsh-t, i’ma put you in your place
i’ll dismember, bury parts all across the f-ckin’ state
hop online, make you look like you’re a bozo
talkin’ through the messages but where did you go, though?
if i clock you in the throat, better catch a slow-mo
got your body on the ground, tea-baggin’, no h0m-
dent the back of ya’ f-ckin’ head, i added a chromo
if you send me money for a feat’, i’ll call it dono’
once i lock you in the van, i’ma feed you bromo
harvest skin, let it dry make a kakemono
[chorus]
chrome heart dangle from my neck like i’m a christian
picking up his ho, he all alone, i bet he missin’
need a goth ho with big titties, b-tch, i’ll never listen
catch me grindin’ at the school, all y’all losers wishin’
chrome heart dangle from my neck like i’m a christian
picking up his ho, he all alone, i bet he missin’
need a goth ho with big titties, b-tch, i’ll never listen
catch me grindin’ at the school, all y’all losers wishin’
all y’all wishin’ for a come-up
watch me pop-off all alone and tell me that it’s luck
had a little ginger, he just wanted me to buy him stuff
if you askin’ for a sip, b-tch, i’m runnin’ with my f-ckin’ cup

- blooyuh

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