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letra de you coked out bitches - victosity raw

b-tch be hating on me she don’t know what f-ck off means
when i’m walking down the hallway she be shaking like a leaf
you can suck on my d-ck but i don’t want that filthy sh-t
yo, empty every clip on that nasty f-cking trick
b-tch i don’t f-cking care about your stinky f-cking hair
looking very plain, serving orders all the same
since when the f-ck you thought, you could interrupt me
b-tch i would go off like a mother f-cking g
b-tch i would saw off your front f-cking t–th
your arms off, then drop off and pop off some lasagna

b-tch you not rocking, i pop off with sriracha
stupid coked out b-tch, look at those saggy tits
c-ck it and pull it, and hit it like a piñata
a speeding pretty bullet, some dirty carne asada

12 magazines for the whole f-cking family
don’t f-ck with a g, b-tch, you can’t f-cking stand me
already, rambling, happening, since i been, standing, i win, god d-mn, you’rе the saddest thing

tramp i tramp on you like a trampolinе do
you can suck on my doo-doo and my ding-a-ling to
i ain’t got no feelings for the b-tch that i’m k!lling
f-ck your whole family and your unborn children
never thought i was, on top of, the towers
got super powers, this woman i devour
she’s feeling very sour, i’m k!lling every hour
looking really rusty her p-ssy must be musty
shushing me there’s no shushing
this beast is released, deceased for several weeks
i do not f-cking breath
b-tch you not rocking, i pop off with sriracha
stupid coked out b-tch, look at those saggy tits
c-ck it and pull it, and hit it like a piñata
a speeding pretty bullet, some dirty carne asada

12 magazines for the whole f-cking family
don’t f-ck with a g, b-tch, you can’t f-cking stand me
already, rambling, happening, since i been, standing, i win, god d-mn, you’re the saddest thing

b-tch i will slap the sh-t off of your face
don’t come at me with children sh-t i’ll put you in your place
i’m a laser machine, firing hot plasma beams
seeping through your ceilings, your limbs are tingling
hyper lazy music don’t f-ck with me b-tch
ammunition equipment and i do f-cking use it
i deal with heavy damage f-ck up your english with my spanish
make it sweet and creamy like a delicious danish
i’m popping brains with my venom that i’m f-cking spitting
if you want to collab with someone in the lab

b-tch you not rocking, i pop off with sriracha
stupid coked out b-tch, look at those saggy tits
c-ck it and pull it, and hit it like a piñata
a speeding pretty bullet, some dirty carne asada

12 magazines for the whole f-cking family
don’t f-ck with a g, b-tch, you can’t f-cking stand me
already, rambling, happening, since i been, standing, i win, god d-mn, you’re the saddest thing

- victosity raw

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