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letra de how to kill a narcissist - van buren records

[verse 1: saint lyor]
kick in that door in that b-tch
we had to let it be known
i’m at the top of the list
got it on lock for sure
f-cking that b-tch in the mouth
then i’ma send her back home
used to be good as a child
i don’t know where i went wrong
how can i call you a man
and i’m finding my name is steady in your mouth?
i was still being positive even when my bank account
had a negative amount
i grew up sorry as f-ck, but i knew i would figure it out
had to let go of doubt
180 highland, i had to get out
any occasion, they airin’ it out
when i was young, i was shy and naive
everything changed when i started to breathe
shaking they hand with they tongue in they cheek
i don’t believe anything that they say
how many egos did i k!ll today?
can’t even count it if i’m being honest
i have an addiction with money and power
i’m gon’ f-ck on your boo
and you ain’t do nothin’ about it
industry rule 4080
you know the rest, don’t gotta say it
b-tch-ass n-ggas in suits, i hate ’em
if i could, i would replace ’em
matter of fact, i would erase ’em
hollow tips, they finna taste ’em
sippin’ on vodka, i don’t got a chaser
and when i let off on ya, i’m good with the aimin’
[chorus; saint lyor]
i’m gon’ k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
i’m gon’ k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll (i’m gon’)

[verse 2: luke bar$]
walk in the party, i came for the bucks
we gettin’ money, but never enough
walk with a chip and my hand on her b-tt
we can k!ll everything, put that everything
i was sixteen when i married the game
got my knee in the dirt, i was sipping that dirt
and my man on a shirt, so i stay on alert
that’s that paranoia from a black n-gga
bought a new whip all from rap, n-gga
get the window tinted, they ain’t seein’ me
i was payin’ lawyers off of royalties
i’m a good n-gga with a tainted heart
k!ll these wack n-ggas, that’s my train of thought
i’ma catch me a body
i ain’t playin’ with n0body
lil’ n-gga, please don’t try me
seen a lil’ n-gga at the party
he was d-ck banging
she was flip-floppy
i don’t like n0body, want ’em all dead
i don’t wanna shake your hand, b-tch
i don’t wanna keep the peace, b-tch
i wanna bring the piece, b-tch
let’s make a scene, lil’ b-tch
one shot make it clean, b-tch
[chorus: luke bar$]
it’s gon’ k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
i’ma k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll

[verse 3: invada]
sh-t i been on, b-tch, i can’t feel my face
everything i see you doin’
it look like a copy and you think you can’t be replaced
spin his block a couple times
before we dip off, we gon’ say, “have a wonderful day”
i gotta keep this sh-t going and going until i got ten mil’ stuffed in the safe
we celebrate like hip hip hooray
b-tch, i been leading the vb parade
this sh-t an army, we got the brigade
but we ain’t even doin’ that, you catchin’ a fade
told that lil’ b-tch to get outta my face
i keep it one hundred, you minimum wage
sh-t could get taken from me any day
but i don’t get fazed ’cause i used to take
i don’t get fazed, cool under pressure
feel like i’m kobe, pass me the rock
heard you was hating
i had my n-gga go pay a visit to you on your block
i ain’t no crip, but shout out to nip
i took me a trip to the top of the top
this ain’t no dance, when he get popped
watch the p-ssy n-gga lock and then drop
i’m gon’ k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
hollow tip gon’ make him feel
cold steel, blood spill, n-gga really will
look like k!ll bill, yellow suit, i do a drill, keep it real
hope he left a f-ckin’ will
popped him like a tesla pill
[outro]
d-mn, that man gone
out in the street, they call it murder

- van buren records

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