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letra de mr. dgaf - muze sikk

mr. dgaf lyrics
stumbling
fell up
and now i ain’t the same
st peter sent me back to h-ll like “f-ck you saying?”
staying woke as f-ck cuz of amphetamines
flush the blood; the k!llers plotting once again

hes scoring on the creep
he’s skipping on em hoes
hes sipping dirty water outta faucet hose
he skinned the cat alive with a f-cking cheese grater
and made it in america with all of these haters

call me mr dont give a f-ck
got b-tches on tap
snort lines till i flat line
i was a dead rock star in my past lifе
now i’m simping on these b-tches whilе they gaslight

so call me mr don’t give a f-ck
gotta listen real close to the throat open up
got involved with a gang and they was dead beats
literally
ghosts made this mf track bleed

all the ladies to the front
and all the b-tches in the back come on up
shake that ass for the cash for the crows
let em pick from the t–th to the bone
i’m making money while i’m drinking on the joe
i’m popping diesel capsules tryna keep it low
imma vampire
suck me till i’m gold
charlie sheen with the f-cking 8 ball
stumbling
fell up
and now i ain’t the same
st peter sent me back to h-ll like “f-ck you saying?”
staying woke as f-ck cuz of amphetamines
flush the blood; the k!llers plotting once again

hes scoring on the creep
he’s skipping on em hoes
hes sipping dirty water outta faucet hose
he skinned the cat alive with a f-cking cheese grater
and made it in america with all of these haters

call me mr dont give a f-ck
got b-tches on tap
snort lines till i flat line
i was a dead rock star in my past life
now i’m simping on these b-tches while they gaslight

so call me mr don’t give a f-ck
gotta listen real close to the throat open up
got involved with a gang and they was dead beats
literally
ghosts made this mf track bleed

put him in a casket
put him in a mf basket
i’m eating pudding like i shouldn’t
but i really f-cking should
leaving study hall fried from the bumps for the mood
annoyances melt away into a blue sloop
and i grew up on my own in the underground groove
now i’m narcissist; my visions come in twos
an astute
magnanimous consumptive slew

- muze sikk

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