letra de toothless - kw1ll1s
[verse 1: kw1ll1s]
(b-tch)
i been in my bag
better get back
‘fore i attack
cause if i pull out this strap
then it’s just dead people in body bags
i’m feeling a little manic
it’s got me in panic mode
i’m manic depressive
and know that i’m bouta f-cking blow
if i would’ve ran with a crew
way back in the day
we’d be shooting up schools
feeling a little delusional
what i could do to you
putting your sh-t on the roof
so f-ck it
i’m making your brains explode
putting your sh-t on the ceiling
in front of your hoes
talk that sh-t now
i’m finna come walk this b-tch down
[chorus: kw1ll1s]
they thought that they could talk about me
and that i wouldn’t do sh-t
they thought that they could walk around me
and that i just threw fits
they thought that they could cop a bounty
and just pounce on my sh-t
but now i got a growth spurt
and i leave ’em toothlеss
[verse 2: gizmo]
do the things i wanna do
run up and pay the price
gеt ravenous like piranhas do
your body covered in bites
i’m smoking marijuana goop
hits from the knife
b-tch i can tell ya bout the one and two
we’ll show ya the light
can’t give a f-ck about no p-ssy motherf-cker you know
i know you talking sh-t about me
i got fire for the smoke
i got a rope
i’ll catch a puny little shrimp by the throat
i’ll walk in blood till i’m soaked
i’ll swim through blood with my bow
b-tch!
gave up on the pocket knives
now i rock a sheath
i could cut you open like a fruit
and let the pit breathe
i could cut you open like a patient under surgery
if i cut you open you should murder me
gave up on the pocket knives
now i rock a sheath
i could cut you open like a fruit
and let the pit breathe (i could cut you uh huh)
i could, cut you
if i cut you open you should murder me!
[verse 3: kw1ll1s]
goth boy pull up in a trench coat
all black, white eyes, and a pencil
what he do?
do he write?
or do he fl!ck it?
the dewey decimal system about to make ’em livid
six-six-six
b-tch i’m hard as glass
watch how easily i break off this shard in your ass
harden the pass
i’m constipated
sh-t f-cking me up
i’m bouta rape you with my guts
you keep f-cking with us
my insides penetrating yours
and explosions!
f-ck venom
b-tch i’m living in these emotions
i own ’em
like i own you
you my slave
i’m the type of person to blow up inside a rave
[chorus: kw1ll1s]
they thought that they could talk about me
and that i wouldn’t do sh-t
they thought that they could walk around me
and that i just threw fits
they thought that they could cop a bounty
and just pounce on my sh-t
but now i got a growth spurt
and i leave ’em toothless
letras aleatórias
- letra de unhappy (me) - about
- letra de cliche - esipram
- letra de à la guerre comme à la guerre - kalu
- letra de murder - niqo nuevo
- letra de strangers - rylea means
- letra de f - deriansky
- letra de sixth sense - una rams
- letra de emptiness - lil miroir
- letra de escapadinha - laysla mayra
- letra de the great unrest - washington irving (uk)