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d!ckhead - bvdlvd lyrics

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[intro]
prop, who made it?
so i’m back (i’m back, i’m back)
uhhh
and this one’s called “d!ckhead”

[chorus]
man just i’m sat here, beginning to losing control
i kinda wish my ex b died, i won’t console
when i say i’m climbing through the ranks, i want god tho
if you want the smoke, i’ll smack ya f*g right out ya gob, bro
loud pack landed, i’ma bill it up
fill it up, lean, i’m f*cked
my brain just did a f*cking wheel up
i just came in crashing like a bull and you the tea cup
bill it with my b*tch
we doing 2cb and seeing stuff

[verse 1]
i ain’t playing even so steven can suck my s*m*n
you leaching and f*cking preaching
now shut the f*ck up, uh
if a d*ckhead got me drunk enough
i’d slump a c*nt for f*cking nothing, uh
and i don’t give a f*ck no more (no more)
two f*cks, you ain’t getting no more (no more)
two f*cks, you ain’t getting no more
i put my pen to thе pad, if the pen writes crud
thеn the pen is the punk to be blamed
i’ll back my b*tch if a b*tch beef her
i’ma back my bad b’s every claim
and don’t, don’t like them man that act like
they do bits when they out on stage
some f*ckin’ pr*cks wanna act too tough
call bluff
[chorus]
man just i’m sat here, beginning to losing control
i kinda wish my ex b died, i won’t console
when i say i’m climbing through the ranks, i want god tho
if you want the smoke, i’ll smack ya f*g right out ya gob, bro
loud pack landed, i’ma bill it up
fill it up, lean, i’m f*cked
my brain just did a f*cking wheel up
i just came in crashing like a bull and you the tea cup
bill it with my b*tch
we doing 2cb and seeing stuff

[verse 2]
uh, i’ma f*cking d*ckhead
i f*ck up anything i jump on
bvdlvd run up on the beat and beat it, man
i don’t even give no f*cks
my drugs got me up in a place of leaning, man
so why you gotta poke your nose up my *rs*
like one of them covid screenings cuz?
too many man, just cat*cat*cat*cat*cat
p*ssies got me heated, fam
if you got the b*lls to send, my friend, then do it
i’ll leave you leakin’ harder than my singles when i preview it
i might just f*ck up the rap game, that’s how the uk do it
man just got back from a break
and now these rappers wanna start sh*t, uh
since september, i been laughin’
i’m to busy blowin’ up, bin ladin
businessman, dutty trim, named tarquin
that’s your dad and you know it, you’re a smart kid
b*tch, i’m right on target, i’m focused right now
gonna sh*ll ’til i see that claret, i’ll back it
mana roll will malice and madness
you ain’t got that bvdlvd flow
like i’ma f*cking punk
like i’ma f*cking d*ckhead, man
i’m back to backhand
slap ya nan, man (slap ya nan, man)
[interlude]
f*ck 2020, 2020 be sh*t, f*ck that sh*t, aye, yeah, yeah

[verse 3]
f*ck this madness
kick back, leave it to the dogs
man i’m coming for the big racks
and feed it to the stocks
man, i’m getting more than interest
i fascinate the gods
man, i’m getting all them big checks
and give it to the squad
i’ll give any man a left hook
if you cap or jack my flow
i’ll hit you with that textbook
bally on or bally off, i’ll leave you with ya next crook
p*ssy wanna square up
but can’t even hold a press up
look at me and tell me to my face that i ain’t next up

[outro]
prop, who made it?

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