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letra de fresh to death - unicorns killed my girlfriend

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[chorus: jon jumper and kai cyrus]
get f-cked up (f-cked up)
get wrecked (get wrecked)
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
get f-cked up (f-cked up)
get wrecked (get wrecked)
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (you know it)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (oh my f-cking god)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (fresh to dеath)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to dеath (yeah)
[verse 1: jon jumper]
emo kid, poppin’ champagne in a limousine (limousine)
the haters talk a lot but i don’t let that sh-t get to me
i love how motherf-ckin’ people on the internet always seem to be so mad at me (mad at me)
i will [titty-f-ck?] all my enemies; you b-tches will never get the best of me
why? ’cause i’m getting doped out; i rock expensive clothes (clothes)
got that sticky [?]; we up here getting stoned (here i go)
my girlfriend is emo but she’s still rockin’ them snapbacks
i’m taken; that’s my hashtag, so all you other motherf-ckin’ b-tches better step back

[chorus: jon jumper and kai cyrus]
get f-cked up (f-cked up)
get wrecked (get wrecked)
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
get f-cked up f-cked up
get wrecked get wrecked
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (you know it)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (oh my f-cking god)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (fresh to death)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death

[verse 2: kai cyrus]
ak-47: that’s my bodyguard
when your boyfriend sees me, he gets really hard
i’m winnin’ this game and it’s not even hard (it’s not even hard)
i ain’t stoppin’ now ’cause, b-tch, i’ve come too far
[verse 3: jon jumper]
[?] in this b-tch; we blowin’ up and sh-t (sh-t)
i hear the haters talking but i do not give a sh-t
people lining up just to hear me spit
i know they like to think so but i do not slit my wrists

[chorus: jon jumper and kai cyrus]
get f-cked up (f-cked up)
get wrecked (get wrecked)
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
get f-cked up (f-cked up)
get wrecked (get wrecked)
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (you know it)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (oh my f-cking god)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (fresh to death)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death
get f-cked up (f-cked up)
get wrecked (get wrecked)
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
get f-cked up (f-cked up)
get wrecked (get wrecked)
b-tch, you know that i am fresh to death (i’m so fresh to death)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (you know it)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (oh my f-cking god)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death—death (fresh to death)
i’m so fresh to death; i’m so—i’m so fresh to death

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