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therapy! - blckk lyrics

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i’m out in new york with a wendigo cooking sh-t up and we drinking modelos
we  carry that ammo
you  ain’t nothing scary afraid of your shadow
lil b-tch
run it, run it, huh
you  want a fair fight?
motherf-cker  you came to the wrong place
f-ck up your whole face
you  ‘gon f-ck up my life with a new case
better learn how to f-cking behave motherf-cker i best see you act right
it’s ‘gon turn to a bad night
f-ck around and get rid of your eyesight
but  f-ck it in hindsight
i should’ve sprayed all the witnesses

all the citizens
keep your distance
i’m gonna need some -ssistance
you disappear in an instant
i came with the proper equiptment
and we just a bunch of delinquents
we taking your cash and your shipments
i ain’t got any commitments
so we been some k!llers since infants

all the residents scared of the bad kids
you ain’t a rapper you ad-lib
i only live for the next hit
once i get all my money then i quit
i quit
i quit

run b-tch
we ‘gon take all your money and put that sh-t deep in our mattress
you ain’t a monster you p-ssy you b-tch you ain’t sh-t but an actress
everything we putting out ain’t a thing but some motherf-cking practice
bad sh-t

break your neck you p-ssy b-tch i do not wanna hear another thing from you
i’m upset i’m punching holes in f-cking doors consider this a part two
you look something to shoot through
my therapist said i got screws loose
and i got a case of the bad blues
i’m taking your head and your shoes too
i’m p-ssing you notes like it’s blues clues
my letter said talk if you want to
so i can just freak the f-ck out on you p-ssies in public and put you on fox news

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