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destroyer - fukkit lyrics

[intro]
shout*out eliii (f*kkit)
(yeah) yeah (okay)

[verse 1]
stepping on my turf, then you need to get my permission (permission)
i was born a soldier, i always complete the mission (the mission)
talking like a b*tch ’cause you wanna get in my mentions (b*tch)
f*cking on this b*tch and i made her cum in two seconds (quickly)
i don’t want your best [?] and it’s much less i want your friendship (nah)
this sh*t was my job before i even got a pension (yah)
rifle with extensions (clips), you could reach ascension (quickly)
nowadays i sense it (yah, okay), [?] (yah)
that’s my only question: why is it my preference? (why?)
i be smoking ls so i forget about my lessons (i forgot)
i’m tryna be different, this third i’m stricken (stricken)
[?] on my shoulder and he tell me things in whispers
k!lling everybody, that’s the only way i fit in (fit in)
i could do you dirty, holding heat just like a mitten (mitten)
you slow like a zombie, that’s why all yo’ styles bitten (bitten), uh
he bit the bait, thinking hooks are more efficient (‘fficient), uh

[chorus]
i’m bringing raw back (raw back), don’t call it hip hop (hip hop)
you think you hard from getting famous off of tiktok (tiktok)
f*ck, i don’t call back (call back), now she p*ssed off (p*ssed off)
i’m ’bouta to go cop me a tesla, it take liftoff (liftoff)
i’m bringing raw back, don’t call it hip*hop
you think you hard from getting famous off of tiktok (tiktok)
f*ck, i don’t call back (call back), now she p*ssed off (p*ssed off)
i’m ’bouta to go cop me a tesla, it take liftoff (liftoff, okay), uh
[verse 2]
ex crisscrossed (yep), we dismiss opps (okay)
diamond records and they timeless like a wristw*tch (okay)
i’ma raid a tomb, b*tch look like lara croft
after we done then i’ll resume to go and blow exhaust, uh
y’all ain’t got clout, uh, but it’s not ya fault
don’t worry, i’ma let him live but he might never walk
again, i don’t know why these people wanna smell chalk (why?)
and i got more from where that sh*t came from, it’s always in stock
we at yo’ door and, p*ssy n*gga, we ain’t finna knock
all the times you got a l and it ain’t three o’clock
that boy think he a star like patrick, live under a rock
my b*tch is spanish, [?]
and i’m never back with it (okay), ’cause i never left (yeah)
and yo’ b*tch is right*handed but jerking me off with the left (ooh)
i like to spread her legs, they go from east to west (woo)
and i wrote my signature in cum when painting on her chest (bye*bye)
i feel bad for you, but only so much (yeah)
this tall grass like pokémon, you gotta get it cut (ooh)
my diamonds circumcised, that mean they got a clean cut (woo)
she want a dp, i dug my finger in her b*tt

- fukkit lyrics

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