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bash his f***ing brains in wit a mallet, my dude - fukkit lyrics

[verse 1: f-kkit]
who that standing in the mirror? i can’t recognize that n-gg-
why he staring at me blankly looking stupid i might k!ll him
on my glock is that extended push it fully to yo fitted
got that paper on me blue so take a clue how i do business
watch me take a risk, lemonade chain look like brisk
i got hits on hits, yo b-tch just got hit and quit like mits
spray them shots like mist
beam make sure i never miss my target taste the kiss of death
od like chris farley wit dat tommy boy yes

[chorus: f-kkit]
so i’m back up on my bullsh-t, make ’em eat the full clip
they would think he in gymnastics way you see the body flip
dancing when the automatic whistle through that hollow tip
looking at my d-ck ecstatic, but she still gon’ swallow it
like back up on my bullsh-t, make ’em eat the full clip
they would think he in gymnastics way you see the body flip
dancing when the automatic whistle through that hollow tip
looking at my d-ck ecstatic, but she still gon’ swallow it, like uh

[verse 2: brando]
i’m only here to speak the truth, this ain’t no fun for me
that’s why i eat it in the booth, that’s why they come for me
that’s why i spit this sick sh-t, it’s like a job to me
so when you see me b-tch don’t even f-cking bother me
that’s why i’m up at night puffin on that cherry like a night light
take a flight taking taking all these drugs till until they take my life
sak pase to all my zoes, sellin dope by the corner store
i can feel that c-ke in my throat i might overdose
but before i go, i might up the pole, might let it go
let em’ know, you don’t want no midnight on yo head, vro
i’ma upper cut a n-gg- if he lying to me
and i’ma face-f-ck a p-ssy if he trying to be
the toughest f-ggot with them twitter fingers tappin away
you little f-ck n-gg-, let me take your life away
i’ll walk right in yo crib and take a sh-t on yo floor
cause you ain’t finna do sh-t and that’s the way that it goes
uh, anyway anyway anyway, uh
i been writing plays, making waves, and i’m paving lanes, huh
feeling like i’m f-kkit, yeah come cop your clout today yuh
wake up every day and b-tch i’m feeling the greatest
this record is so fire that a critic cannot rate it
cause what did i just say? yeah, i’m the f-ckin’ greatest
b-tch, ah, yeah

- fukkit lyrics

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