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drill on feet - anti da menace lyrics

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yeah this how you drill on feet
if you get some blood up on your hands just wash your sh*t with bleach
slide twin, bring thats fully stick and that fn you know how we ride twin
it time to take a soul you gotta put aside your pride twin
oh they got me super lit, im talking bout i’m real turnt
heard that boy didn’t die but he survived i bet he still learnt
took that lil boy right to class
somebody tell homie to get out my face because i don’t like his a**

p*ussy boy tennis chain be busting on my neck, thats why she looking boy?
if you keep bragging about that ho* go get her tooken boy
yeah that b*tch gonna be mines, said she wanna keep lying
devil in my head, he keep tellin me to keep slidin
demon boy, i might have your auntie come t*p me off
get off my d*ck yall p*ssy a** little n***** ain’t going to knock me off
spin it then, my little k!ller throwed off he keep on tryna k!ll your friend
your baby mamma a throat goat she eat it like a four for four
these n***** be real cap
i ain’t gonna speak on what’s his name but boy you still getting slapped
oh lets ride gang all i need is adderall i be on demon time gang
i don’t want to see him walk no more, we gotta hit his spine gang
i feel like obama got a hundred in a f*cking hummer
just like donald trump, i get you slumped hit with a f*cken pump
my sh*t was just flat as h*ll, my pockets got the f*cken mumps
your baby mamma bad as h*ll, i love it when she f*cken drunk
yeah throw that ass back
little boy say you want smoke with us, that little boy better pass that
we put his sh*t in trash bags, leavin n***** on hashtags
im talking about colossal boy, you know that your b*tch a fan
she love that larry lobster boy
let me calm my ass down
these n***** be broke as h*ll
you know i got cash now
i used to walk down the street, i’m doing a whole dash now
on adderall im stupid geeked, im praying i dont crash now
plus im in that geek sh*t, demon boy i might have your auntie come t*p me off
get off my d*ck yall p*ssy a** little n***** ain’t going to knock me off
spin it then, my little k!ller throwed off he keep on tryna k!ll your friend
your baby mamma a throat goat she eat it like a four for four
these n***** be real cap
i ain’t gonna speak on what’s his name but boy you still getting slapped
oh lets ride gang all i need is adderall i be on demon time gang
i don’t want to see him walk no more, we gotta hit his spine gang
real sh*t n***** no not to play with me, on god imma hit that k!ll switch
this glock five three stay with me you know that’s my favorite b*tch
nine five two the label you know we bigger than the navy b*tch
oh, thats your ho* gotta eat the d*ck then go
you ain’t know she a groupie, she keep talking about he ain’t broke
yes he is, man that n**** house the slums it dont cost more then my crib
ill spray this f*cken drum, i don’t need no f*cken pill b*tch

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