sex drive - guap sensei lyrics
(yaux)
if you want it aye
you can run it aye
you be sucking satan’s d*ck
you gonna suffocate
hate proliferate uh
change your f*cking state uh
like im usa, i’ll invade
and defecate uh
bout to p*ss on your face
you be so filled with hate
you gone live with that fake
ass smile on your face uh
smack it off off off to the f*cking ground
yelling till i cough cough cough for the underground
s*x drive
it be higher than a kite b*tch
next time
i aint gone hit that f*cking light switch
mess my
hair up, pinning down my wrists i
test drive
but i crash into my b*tch aye
switchblade, take it to my chest
know it bout to get so
messy, better get a vest
if a motherf*cker
test me, get a threat, assess
nah you aint gone f*cking
best me, gassing out the rest
i aint stressing i aint
sweating
nah nah nah nah nah nah uh
you can suck the skin right off my c*ck uh
run up on my kin, protect with my glock uh
(guap)
pull up on your block give your ass a face lift
striped shirt really robbing at the day shift
i’m sending shots out the window then i break shift
heard you a p*ssy go and take another dank hit
i been a wreck with this chop and i aim at his dome if he talk out his neck boi
i just woke up like three minutes ago and i’m already ready for death boi
talking get punched in his guts
i made this beat and it sucks
monday i’m trapping with yaux
fill up this sock with a rock
she gon slap on my sack
i might blow up on her back
i’m going so messy
we outside we dressing up in black*k*k
i got this blade get you turned into sediments
if you talk down you get slumped like some melanin
i cannot find a single person better than (me)
i been up two nights from adrenaline
uh
yea
i’m the monkey up inside this pit
i just hit yaux in the head with a brick
get smacked down if you talking to kids
same guy
we gon run up on him if he act like prxjek
shoot up your house if you talk that nonsense
if you still broke than you cannot talk yet
i got this chop and i’m bouta pop that
you do not know what i’m saying i don’t care
run up with the scalpel now you got no hair
he looking at scat and now that boi dead
i stay in the house boy i’m messed in the head
everything up inside of my head turning red
and i been with your mom getting beat in the bed
and i’ll treat u like one if you act like a sped
don’t you send me your music i am not impressed
i been cracking my whip while i stand on your chest
you got no friends and wonder why u depressed
you got no sk!ll cuz you ain’t train with the best
she grip on my johnny ain’t talking bout test
i been putting in work b*tch i pass all the rest
i don’t know what i’m saying but this is the end end end
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