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toxic (remix) - jxrtsu lyrics

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[chorus: jxrtsu]
want a fast car, xanax bars and a pretty b*tch
215 on the dash and i wanna crash
want a thick b*tch, wrists slit, 666
blood moon up on the sky while we smoke gas
want a fast car, xanax bars and a pretty b*tch
215 on the dash and i wanna crash
want a thick b*tch, wrists slit, 666
blood moon up on the sky while we smoke gas

[verse 1: jxrtsu]
wanna die and i wanna die fast
living my life, and i wanna live fast
got a couple j’s, blunts, bongs filled with gas
date takes place in a liveleak broadcast
need a bad b*tch, wicked and so full of pain
take our hate out on each other standing in the rain
want love, but i’d prefer to get played
let’s k!ll ourselves dear, die in vain
i’ll handpick you a bush of wolf’s*bane
your dress so pretty with my bloodstains
lеt’s hold hands standing on the bus lane
get run ovеr while we’re laughing in a drugged state

[chorus: jxrtsu]
want a fast car, xanax bars and a pretty b*tch
215 on the dash and i wanna crash
want a thick b*tch, wrists slit, 666
blood moon up on the sky while we smoke gas
want a fast car, xanax bars and a pretty b*tch
215 on the dash and i wanna crash
want a thick b*tch, wrists slit, 666
blood moon up on the sky while we smoke gas
[verse 2: evolly]
want a fast car, zooming through your f*cking neighborhood
i’m blasting death metal, giving heart attacks to grannies and hoes
panties are so loose, take em out with a glaze
bad b*tch suck so good, i wanna give her a raise
momma’s scream at me, your music is so controversial
how can you say that sh*t and sleep at night and get so commercial
well, b*tch, first things first, shut your f*cking mouth
before i fill it with feces from your dead daughters ass, b*tch
you don’t wanna know what i can do
dress you like an elephant and send you to a zoo
i don’t even gotta dress you up like that you fat sl*t
now go get that mustard out your b*tt, don’t it hurt? huh?
i’m toxic, i’m dangerous, i’m the reaper
i’m gonna go get hit by lightning and blow you up like creepers
i’m like dale cooper, i can find you with ease
now b*tch get down on your knees
drunk off the liquor, find me in a ditch the next morning
i don’t control my mind so please take this as a f*cking warning
my palms are burning, my eyes are hurting
isn’t it ironic that you still don’t find this sh*t alarming
i was hidden in the bas*m*nt, ’cause i was so f*cked up
i’m not kidding, did you think this was some sort of stand*up?
i ain’t put out any new music in like a year
’cause i was so drugged up, living constant fear
but today, i don’t gotta be afraid of sh*t
laughing at my enemies, ’cause i got all their wrists slit
me and j wanna die really fast
but n0body coming at us ’cause we always will outlast
you are scared of me but your mouth smells like sh*t, so quit talking it
’cause your face is the one that looks like it’s getting hit
[chorus: jxrtsu]
want a fast car, xanax bars and a pretty b*tch
215 on the dash and i wanna crash
want a thick b*tch, wrists slit, 666
blood moon up on the sky while we smoke gas
want a fast car, xanax bars and a pretty b*tch
215 on the dash and i wanna crash
want a thick b*tch, wrists slit, 666
blood moon up on the sky while we smoke gas

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