letra de talk shite - nxko1
[part 1: dumb freestyle]
(nxko1)
i do not know how to function
everything is just a burden
i am going extremely insane
my insanity is considered mundane
i am blowing out your brains
see em all drop when it rains
we got another one out of my life
job considered done so i take out my knife
stacks of bodies on the floor
i got everything in store
hardly caught me working more
my ass hurts, it’s sore
shutting everyone out the door
i have been subjected to gore
call me, everything’s just a bore
k!ll the children in robloxcore!
my weakest strеngth is when i write
thesе opper kids that think they’re right
my bars a prison cell
i am sending you straight to brazil!
pickle my c-ck so she suckin’ on dill
that line is going to send me to h-ll
grab me with your hand and i choke!
everything i do is a joke!
swag on the block! (x16)
(notxxxayne)
what do you mean, i’m sipping lean
i f-ck a b-tch and the b-tch is 18
don’t wanna marry you, don’t want a ring
but i feel like patrick when i got the bling
got no pop filter you hear the pop
i rob on yo ass and take all that u got
makin a bag and i f-ck on a thot
slob on da kn-b like corn on da cob
feel like a mafia, feel like a mod
ima get this n-gga talking with tha motherf-ckin rod
ima show up to his work so he don’t have a job
making bands fast like a motherf-ckin’ boss
on god! on god! on god! on god!
on god! i slob! upon! thy kn-b!
it’s not g-y if you say no h0m-
slurpin on his c-ck like f-ckin poco loco
poco loco trash imma eat up on his ass
imma eat it really fast im a motherf-cking femboy
feeling like im cody with a motherf-cking ken boy
i hit the dash like i hit on the ass
i hit the dash like an n word pass
f-ckin men fast hit the motherf-cking dash
yeah
swag on the block! (x16)
[part 2: talk sh-te]
talk sh-t, if that b-tch talk sh-t he get hit
if he dont give me those bands, throw his body in a pit
take a sh-t, on the ground that boy he wanna throw a fit
if a b-tch talkin sh-t, you best believe he gettin bit
im in the back, yeah, vomit on that b-tch seat
while you go to bed, use that lotion, beat your meat
thinking being dead, wanna get myself beat
fill you with that lead, then i put you in the backseat
im f-cking h-rny
break in with the bas-m-nt key
cum in jar that’s not holy
ditching hoes you didnt need
simping is f-cking gross, e
b-tch you f-cking ugly
go and f-cking brush your t–th
we were never in the street (yeah yeah)
talk sh-t, if that b-tch talk sh-t he get hit
if he dont give me those bands, throw his body in a pit
take a sh-t, on the ground that boy he wanna throw a fit
if a b-tch talkin sh-t, you best believe he gettin bit
talk sh-t, if that b-tch talk sh-t he get hit
if he dont give me those bands, throw his body in a pit
take a sh-t, on the ground that boy he wanna throw a fit
if a b-tch talkin sh-t, you best believe he gettin bit
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