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letra de h8r kys - killeddy

[intro: panic! at the disco]
let’s get these teen hearts beating
faster, faster!
so test—

[chorus: k!lleddy]
wow, just wow
the blunt is yellin’, it’s loud
i met your b-tch at rolling loud
and then i f-cked her on the couch
she did me so foul, she did me so foul
now, i’m counting up crazy amounts
you’re constantly talking down
you need to k!ll yourself, now
stick on me, let’s joust

[verse 1: k!lleddy]
smoking on— (shh)
smoking on sp-ce runts, i’m in the sp-ceship, f-ckin’ the traffic up
your hoe in the front seat, she’s gonna suck me until i’ve had enough
boy, you got too drunk, you think you’re too tough, you need to back it up
just get off my d-ck like veeze, p-ssy boy talking, he won’t do a thing
the money coming isn’t clean, flip it like it’s on a trampoline
bad b-tch, she’s mean, she said she’s always listening to me
she wants me in her city so badly
i wanna f-ck, but she wants to have me
[verse 2: 777villain]
(yeah)
countin’ this money, my habit, yuh
you broke, i couldn’t imagine
n-ggas sleepin’ on me like a mattress
purple drink in my cup, sippin’ magic
i just woke up with a bad b-tch
ran up on me, boy, i hope that you came with a casket, yeah
give me like one hundred racks on rack
b-tch said she want me back ’cause her new man whack, yuh
ak piled on the back, matte black, not black (gotta blast!)
stay back, you whack, [it’s dumb?]
on her boo thang, yeah, it’s a drone
[?] her, then i’m takin’ her home
finna [?] her, pass her to bro
wow, gas pass slowly, i’ll cover my ears
i been countin’ up for years
makin’ seventy-four, it’s fierce
i just did a— (uh)
i just did a [?] at britney spears, yuh
gunner on me, put a hole in his face like he got his nose pierced, yuh

[bridge: 777villain]
broke n-ggas shopping at sears, huh
last time, you choked like a deer, huh
there ain’t no man that i fear, huh
she just want me to come see her, huh
walk [?], [?], yuh
i could make your b-tch go “yuh, yuh!”
that n-gga broke on [?], yuh
puffin’ on gas on the pill, yuh
[chorus: k!lleddy]
wow, just wow
the blunt is yellin’, it’s loud
i met your b-tch at rolling loud
and then i f-cked her on the couch
she did me so foul, she did me so foul
now, i’m counting up crazy amounts
you’re constantly talking down
you need to k!ll yourself, now

[refrain: k!lleddy]
you need to k!ll yourself, now (k!ll yourself)
you need to k!ll yourself, now
you need to k!ll yourself, now
you need to k!ll yourself, now
you need to k!ll yourself, now
ay, ay, ay

- killeddy

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