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letra de spinal fluid smoothie - darby o'trill

[intro]
devereaux
cha-cha-chapter 17

[verse 1: darby o’trill]
i done fell off of the wagon, b-tch i’m back on my f-ck sh-t
i popped so many skitzes that it make my f-cking blood itch
hoes in my dms telling me they want to suck d-ck
i done prepared a message telling what the f-ck is up there?
i ain’t flexing nothing like 2 dope i keep it scrubbin’
juggaluggin’ since a youngin’ man i’m spun out and i’m dusted
pull up to your function just to take your sh-t and dip
keep the shank inside my pocket ’cause i forgot the pistol grip
we off the percocet and liquor, purple packed inside a swisher (young finеsser)
i will get your b-tch ass and i find your sister
pipе her down, then i ditch her, i stay rocking my elixirs
cleaned out the swamp so you know mud is in the mixture
depressant drug dependent, i think i was made defected
a junkie with a death wish, lord knows what my beef been pressed with
i’m up at night trippin’ thinkin’ ’bout my bad decisions
they say addiction’s a sickness, i say stoning’s better living

[chorus: darby o’trill]
scumbag! i’m a piece of sh-t, i’m a piece of sh-t
f-cked up! lsd and liq on my jesus sh-t
junkie! demon since a jit, beaming on a b-tch
spun out! only way to live, i’ma die like this
scumbag! i’m a piece of sh-t, i’m a piece of sh-t
f-cked up! lsd and liq on my jesus sh-t
junkie! demon since a jit, beaming on a b-tch
spun out! only way to live, i’ma die like this
[verse 2: darby o: trill]
i’m a demon out the double y, tweakin’ off of bubbled white
just ’cause you’re my homie does not mean i will not f-ck your wife
i’m dead inside until i smoke a junt then i come back to life
you claim to be the god but i know that’s a massive lie
you don’t want to know what i got hidden in my jinkles
act up and we get to waving wands like the great milenko
i got thick hispanic chicks down to twerk up on this gringo
then i’m in abuela’s pocket but when she gets home from bingo
i know i’m a piece of sh-t, that’s what frankie goldie told me
but he also said that one day i’ll be looked at like the ogs
and him and i are cooking and you know he smoking ozs
everyone that’s in our clique a k!ller, ain’t no little homies
why you acting like a d-ck? we all know that you’s a neden
juggalos ain’t on no function, we will really kick your head in
you know what we reppin’, put the one next to the seven
raised up by the six, so i’m prepared for armageddon

- darby otrill

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