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letra de buzzsaw! - ​guap sensei

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[part one: prod. solitari]

[intro]
(hysteria)
(guap, put down the scissors!)
(you’re a goner)

[verse 1: guap sensei]
ay, step back p-ssy, get your head cracked
yeah i keep a sledgehammer on me, in my backpack
said she want me, it’s ‘cus i carry fat stacks
fn on me p-ssy boy i’m finna clap back

she cannot f-ck with the squad if she wanted to
shut the f-ck up no one putting sh-t onto you
i’m on your block with a glock and i murder you
[?]

c4 strap it on, blow your f-cking brains out
you gon’ need a napkin like you getting takeout
f-ckin’ your b-tch in the back of the whip then i open the window and throw that sh-t out
if she talk out her neck i’ma go to the back and get tape i’ma tie up her muhf-ckin’ mouth
she get cut like nеvada but this ain’t the south
how you still talking sh-t with my d-ck in your mouth

he don’t wanna start sh-t, pull up on that boy and i’m cutting him with guitar picks
i don’t give a f-ck i bе f-cking up on her armpits
[?] (-saw noises-)
[verse 2: gxner]
i’m the devil man
i been moving crazy off the medicine
knife is in my pocket if we got something to settle man, yeah
you could get popped like a benzo
lil hoe talking, now i’m removing her shin bones
yeah, i’m feeling schizo
cutting off his head i left his soul right down in limbo

and i hit it from the back like a freight hoe
i don’t think i took a single l since like a.o
and you talking out your neck ’till it break hoe
stomp your face in ‘cus i’m mentally unstable

[verse 3: guap sensei & gxner]
hoe i only want the bag
i just came in through the back, gave your hoe multiple scratch
you’re a goner like i said thats why i put it in my tag
all you p.c motherf-ckers get offended i say f-g
and bro said he wanna verse i think i’ma get him taxed
i’ma grab my buzzsaw then i think i’m ’boutta slash

[part two: prod. lowkeylucifer ]

[verse 4: guap sensei]
i been running low on my patience
metal bat, make his face split
i just wanna see your body portions on the pavement
everyday i really hate this
he was talking c-cky ’till i pull up, let the k hit
brains splatter on the carpet if he wanna pull up and he wanna start this
why you looking at me, i feel too impatient, i’ma k!ll him with guitar picks
heard you wanna go, i just dumped him on the road
if he wanna throw his fists then we can fight him on the road
[?] put knife up to his throat
sit still, you annoying pest
i feel like needles are intruding right inside of my chest
i feel like everyone that knows me wants a part of me dead
now you can’t even step up to me ‘cus i’ll take off your head

[verse 5: gxner]
yeah, i think my buzzsaw do the trick
welcome to the k!ller’s chamber we get to rippin’ off your limbs
yeah, she call me pretty now her body all in slits
i put money on the table, if i shoot i never miss
finna pop at yo’ top
makin’ bacon outta cops
i’ma bury lil bro, i got his body with the crops
and i don’t care about my ex, you heard the news the hoes gonna flock
i get to rolling down his way i think im ’boutta pop the stock
this glock i’m poppin’ it
we shooting at the opposite
and when i whip my meat then yo’ shawty get to topping it
i wanna rip yo ‘t–th out then i’ll put you in a coffin kid
i gotta get my cleats out then his head, i get to stomping in

[outro: gxner]
yeah, yeah, where’s my buzzsaw?
yeah, yeah, where’s my buzzsaw?
yeah, yeah, where’s my buzzsaw?
yeah, yeah, where’s my buzzsaw?

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