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letra de redacted (evil) - smtod

[intro: only.ty & fugazi naz]
yo, for real, this sh-t look like oatmeal
go get that checked out
your mom’s p-ssy was split into a [?]
for real crazy though, not gon’ lie
b-tch, i’m sorry, not sorry for this sh-t, i don’t care
got me feelin’ mean, though
yuh, yuh (i like that)
(hey ty, wake up)

[chorus: fugazi naz]
watch out n-ggas we back
all these n-ggas about to snap
don’t stray you know we’re gonna clap
smtod, we ain’t wack
stop hiding you know you’re a b-tch
no violence just a d-mn itch
we running a train on your miss
y’all taking sh-t here’s a d-mn diss
sixteen but brains of toddler
ugly weird and no father
creepy ass but not a monster
fake ass just an impostor
try again n-gga no peeping
acting like you want my s-m-n
back yo’ ass up, why you leeching?
put us down now we up eating
[verse 1: fugazi naz]
how you gonna act like you wanna be my wife?
just another hoe thinking they can ruin a lifе
stop texting me, i shoulda left whеn i piped
now you sitting there thinking i’ma get what you like
back up, b-tch, don’t moan in my ear
go fix yourself and stop losing hair
complained about stress but breathing stress air
i hate your dumb ass, not finna pair
n-ggas be n-gging and that is the motto
why you think all my n-ggas dating some models
you’re touching lips like a godd-mn bottle
stop wasting money, you not winning the lotto
in a coupe zooming, i’ma hit you full throttle
b-tches tryna sing but you not lovato
don’t give a f-ck about the kids you swallowed
got money no brain, must be donald

[chorus: fugazi naz]
watch out n-ggas we back
all these n-ggas about to snap
don’t stray you know we’re gonna clap
smtod, we ain’t wack
stop hiding you know you’re a b-tch
no violence just a d-mn itch
we running a train on your miss
y’all taking sh-t here’s a d-mn diss
sixteen but brains of toddler
ugly weird and no father
creepy ass but not a monster
fake ass just an impostor
try again n-gga no peeping
acting like you want my s-m-n
back yo’ ass up, why you leeching?
put us down now we up eating
[verse 2: only.ty]
skrrt in the rari, drop the r, we can dub her
b-tch for the streets always had me feeling lesser
said f-ck the 302 f-ck that b-tch, we gon’ let her
step back reassess her
take a look add the pressure
p-ssy dry but somehow be smelling like the sea
cum creaming out like some bacon mac and cheese
shawty only playing games like she on jubilee
said you not addicted, then put down the weed
change for the better, you won’t do it ever
i’m changing myself to keep us stuck together
you open yourself but miss you ain’t a letter
late nights up in feb, we might need a beheader
these wounds cut so deep like the ones on yo’ thighs
let’s go to nj with some random ass guys
i got one eye on you and another on a prize
“oh my god i’m a victim” b-tch, shut the f-ck up

[chorus: fugazi naz]
watch out n-ggas we back
all these n-ggas about to snap
don’t stray you know we’re gonna clap
smtod, we ain’t wack
stop hiding you know you’re a b-tch
no violence just a d-mn itch
we running a train on your miss
y’all taking sh-t here’s a d-mn diss
sixteen but brains of toddler
ugly weird and no father
creepy ass but not a monster
fake ass just an impostor
try again n-gga no peeping
acting like you want my s-m-n
back yo’ ass up, why you leeching?
put us down now we up eating
[verse 3: sky high]
tell that b-tch from nyc
the one that said that she f-ck with me
that she can suck my d
last thing i heard you was an adoptee
’cause mom and dad in the ground permanently, huh
dirty dan you thought that i’d forget bout you
you were very thing that made my f-ckin’ debut
and now i’m standing here with my white middle finger in the f-ckin’ air
no restraints, no holding back
i know my strengths and i’ll tell you that
and you wondered why n0body cared
so go ahead, turn around and look in the mirror
so what? you wanna tell me how my crew knew you were a f-ckin’ clown
wow, go ahead and take your bow
my boy gami over here about to take you down

[verse 4: shinigami]
f-ck up, b-tch, get off of my d-ck
stay away from me and the rest of my clique
tryna use me you think you so sl!ck
you ain’t nun’ but a lil trick
stupid b-tch named amayiah
sneaking out the crib, oh dat b-tch dumb
cut herself for attention
heard she had gonorrhea
big as sh-t (bigger than me)
shut up b-tch, you like bbc
heard you was giving up for the free
if i hit that, get a std, that’s a guarantee
not gon’ lie, you prolly got aids
holy f-ck that is insane
you gon’ die alone with a needle in ya veins
d-ck for brains!

- smtod

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