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letra de dots - haydn startzel

[verse 1]
lion’s den locked up
bl–dy screwb-lls in a mug
see me, twist me
tell me (how to) be me
set fire to my skull
ghost ride a raging bull
feel me, tease me
touch me, be me

finally abe
on that f-ckin’ arcade (beep boop)
snap a scruple of shade (cl!ck b-tch)
screenshot shop it away
surgery on her brain (botched)
his goal to degrade (ya)
need a hearing aid
cause it’s a f-ckin’ quip, b-tch

private account
tiresias tied and bound
this ain’t a one-way mirror
it’s a buried outhouse
lyrics are a d-ck pic
for your eyes only (snap)
b-tch make me a eunuch
soprano like tony (ahh)
gouge ’em out, f-ck the trout
lyrics beg for a text no doubt
cruel and low, don’t you know
that it’s been this way before
f-ck the tweets, sheathe the feed
cannot stand immaturity (ha ha)
that’s a lie, kid’s cuisine
fifteen fifteen fifteen fifteen

[hook]
don’t open that snapchat
b-tch you will f-ckin’ regret that
i said don’t open that snapchat
i said don’t open that snapchat

don’t open that snapchat
b-tch you will f-ckin’ regret that
i said don’t open that snapchat
c-cause i can’t take your clapback

[bridge]
i showed you my d-ck please respond

[verse 2]
spaghettios got me feelin’ somethin’ new
miles davis, brubeck at dawn in my room (time out)
lights off, on top, sweaty spot that won’t dry up
f-ck hard, sleep soft, want it bad don’t care the cost
compare and contrast, puttin’ p-ssy on blast
an unforgivable act, never seen it in rap (ha ha)
this ain’t nothin’ novel rappers done this since vaudeville
but when it’s about their waffle b-tches become the gestapo
he had a grip on her mouth
breath like death, drunk no doubt
dude was mad with his power
just ’cause the chick would carouse
now that chick has been flipped
she the one with the death grip
one unread snap can’t be skipped
gotta shop up all the quips

i done, i done i done i done the plan
to make it, make it make it f-ckin’ transparent
yet i get, i get some more blood on my hands
’cause tinder, can’t do sh-t but keep being fanned

[outro]
calvin klein manacles
crop top in shambles
bodies hot, hands cold
goosebumps and candles

fingerprints red hot
on her love handles
wonderbra ripped apart
make up a scandal

don’t open that snapchat
listen closely when i say that
i know this might be cruel and low
degradation at your door
i don’t know you and you don’t know me

- haydn startzel

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