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thriller! - grioten x green orxnge lyrics

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[hook: grioten]
b*tch i get the m*th*f*cking bag
i be going to the max
when i look at you i laugh
i’m the cream of the crop
you a bug under the mat
yeah hit you from the back
like this like that
b*tch you never see me coming cause i’m under the attack
bad b*tch tryna f*ck
b*tch i came up from the mud
ain’t n0body by my side to keep my nice and f*cking tuck
only way to go is up
b*tch you better buckle up
cause im bout to brake sh*t like b*tch what the f*ck
[verse 1: grioten]
b*tch i f*cking break your f*cking neck
yeah 1v1, ima lay your ass to rest
god d*mn
if you wanna fight i got a stick right on left
and a hook coming for your right
b*tch why you tryna f*ck girl you ain’t my f*cking type
better turn your ass around before i stab you with a knife
i don’t f*ck with emo b*tches cause they always tryna die
b*tch i just wanna live my f*cking life god d*mn
i’ll f*cking murder you
michael jackson it’s a f*cking thriller
got a bad b*tch sucking on my d*ck she a k!ller
m*th*f*cka tryna test, all he wanna do a is flex
b*tch i ain’t got no time for that, next (yuh)
yeah i enter with a full clip, pulled up with a stick god dayum
ain’t n0body f*cking moving like i am
i just wanna be the best
i ain’t ever gunna rest
b*tch ima go hard till i get the f*cking bag god d*mn

[verse 2: green orxnge]
annie are you walking?
are you walking with a strap?
yuh fully automatic when you shoot it it’s go prra
like one two three four five six seven eight
might pull up to the crib like that
god dam b*tch suck on my lolipop
put you in a trans, no fat, b*tch i’m off the rocks
b*tches call me playboy carti when i hit that molly rock
like that, b*tch don’t talk when i talk
f*ck another b*tch while i get the f*cking bag
i got a run, shoot you in your f*cking brain go splat
b*tch spit on my face, thank you so much
ima tie you up and put you in my dump truck b*tch like d*mn
[bridge: grioten]
i’ll f*cking murder you
michael jackson it’s a f*cking thriller
got a bad b*tch sucking on my d*ck she a k!ller
m*th*f*cka tryna test, all he wanna do a is flex
b*tch i ain’t got no time for that, next (yuh)
yeah i enter with a full clip, pulled up with a stick god dayum
ain’t n0body f*cking moving like i am
i just wanna be the best
i ain’t ever gunna rest
b*tch ima go hard till i get the f*cking bag god d*mn

[hook: grioten]
b*tch i get the m*th*f*cking bag
i be going to the max
when i look at you i laugh
i’m the cream of the crop
you a bug under the mat
yeah hit you from the back
like this like that
b*tch you never see me coming cause i’m under the attack
bad b*tch tryna f*ck
b*tch i came up from the mud
ain’t n0body by my side to keep my nice and f*cking tuck
only way to go is up
b*tch you better buckle up
cause im bout to brake sh*t like b*tch what the f*ck

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