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letra de larry space! - ‎stxich

[verse 1]
im getting high, she getting high too, lil b-tch
if i’m dying then she is dying too, lil b-tch
its that school shooter, dead boy
b-tch that is my name
yung wi-fi lord, better stop f-cking with these lames
yung white punk, lil b-tch you know my name
its larry sp-ce, all this f-cking smoke is covering my face
im in a j-panese palace with 100,000 asian hoes
they got an 8ball of blow dripping out they f-cking nose
im f-cking up my flows, when i’m tripping from this tussin
if im smoking up with you, you better be chill
not no fussing
b-tch i’m busting in yo hoe mouth
b-tch i’m busting in yo house
stealing all these bands with one cl!ck
b-tch i got pink acid tabs on my tongue, her tongue is on my d-ck
im tripping like im seeing waterfalls on this stained glass, hoe
where the remote?, where the zip?
turn on adult swim cause its 3am
i can’t be late, gotta go meet my hoes
at the motel 6
we can have some s-x
she gimmie sloppy toppy, and she won’t stop cumming
the b-tch keep yelling stop it, so i grab the glock, she grab my c-ck and then i pop that sh-t
i ain’t down with blocking p-ssies, so i stalk they sh-t, b-tch
im scoping out they house, i’m not knocking b-tch
im smoking up a pound of that good sh-t, coughing real hard thats when you know it’s raw, b-tch
[verse 2]
pink acid tabs on my tongue, with weed smoke in my lungs, an asian b-tch on my couch
my cat is in the trap, and she catching up the mouse, b-tch it’s mice
my emo b-tch moaning when i’m slicing up my wrist
and she like the site of blood, she call me daddy on my d-ck
im picking p-ssy, like the new york knicks
im wearing nikes, hitting flips
smoke up a blunt, hit a kickflip
she suck my d-ck
i hit her tits
im running out of time like i was back in june
im a f-cking alien, so i’m in my sp-ceship flying past the moon
my life so crazy that i feel like marilyn manson
kidnapping b-tches feel like hiding drugs in they panties
i kick back my feet with a b-tch painting on my nails
my weed gone stale
my mind is better then yale
my mind is better then harvard
yo man look like a b-tch
my b-tch an alcoholic so she wanna fight, i wanna smoke my pipe
i wanna f-cking fight, im like a f-cking kite
that pink p-ssy in my dreams
and the b-tch look like marceline
she just stabbed my f-cking spleen
i wanna get high and go swing at the park
spark up my lighter, smoke up a blunt
put the sh-t on the ground and pound on her p-ssy with my d-ck, b-tch

- stxich

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