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letra de bleach on my bitch - knock monsterr

[intro]
(k-k-knock knock, there’s a monsterr!)
okay, okay

[hook]
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
i can’t take no sh-t, no, i can’t take no sh-t
how does it get any better than this?
[verse 1]
i just make the opps she/her (what?)
i just make the opp really learn
new skirt, and i’m balling like i’m yung skrrt
no, i cannot love a worm, i leave you in the dirt
i’m posted up with your girl, and yeah, we smoking silly
i make them scream in the soup, godd-mn, i feel like billy
what did i expect [?] when i see them try to grift
yeah, i wastе the opps, [?] turned me to a rеaction gif!
blew all money at spirit halloween!
just to be the baddest b-tch that they did ever see!
opps smoking on insanity thc
but if it’s hardcore, then why ain’t it hitting me?
woah, woah, play be [?]
think you a dirty dog but you just dirty laundry
ice cream got no whip, i flip it over from the front seat
[?]

[hook]
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
bleach on my b-tch, got my b-tch on my wrist
i can’t take no sh-t, no, i can’t take no sh-t
how does it get any better than this?
[verse 2]
think i need gock from a girl that says “hi” (you know what i’m saying?)
think i need hole from a girl that says “bruh” (you know what i’m saying?)
think i need disses where the deal’s been dealt
yeah, but that boy can’t keep his pants up around me, he need belt
i’mma need the cash, baby boy, that’s two thousand in bricks
and my shawty bugging like it’s sonic 2006
goofy ass chasers sound like hanna-barbera
seeing red, so just to chill, i put some red in the sclera
and life’s too short to be a p-ssy on my dates
i’m going to therapy, yeah, i’m changing out my ways
but i’m still the same badass b-tch, there’s no debating
i ain’t plan your fall, motherf-cker, i orchestrated it (gimme)
sent big b-tch out to k!ll (uh)
too hot, motherf-cker, get thrill
i say, “allah, forgive me, i’m mentally ill”
and allah forgives me ’cause he’s just that chill (ayy, ayy, what?)

- knock monsterr

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