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goober 3 - ​lil cattocks lyrics

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[verse 1: lil cattocks]
hit that b*tch up from the back, i know that she cannot take it
f*ckin’ on yo’ b*tch, and then grab my new gat, i make it
f*ck you tryna do? i’ll leave you in your f*ckin’ grave
b*tch, you know me, b*tch, i’m ’boutta go start a rave
got a little b*tch and all she wanna do is suck i—
i don’t really give a sh*t, lil’ b*tch, i grab the f*ckin’ kit
got a f*ckin’ bl!ck, and, b*tch, you know that i just tuck it
i don’t really give a sh*t, b*tch, i will go unplug it
f*ckin’ on yo’ b*tch inside the back of my house
and i’m livin’ up, all for my dogs, i chase ’em like a mouse
and i’m hittin’ on that b*tch, now he gonna die
shut the f*ck up, b*tch, i’ll cook you up into a stir fry

[verse 2: r4ygvn!]
rip, rip, rip, rip, rippin’ off his head (yeah)
talkin’ bad on dnd, know he bleedin’ ’til dead
don’t talk on me, or you’re a motherf*ckin’ fed
he asked me for a feature, so i left that b*tch on rеad
f*ck, all y’all b*tches, go and run
he was talkin’ bad on ig, throw his heads up with thе gun
we the f*ckin’ goats, no, i do not give a f*ck
b*tch, i’m trippin’ off the spit, i’ma leave you in the dust
yeah, yeah, yeah, do not talk to me or b*tch me
keep on talkin’ dumb, but i’ma hit you with my switchblade
b*tch, i’ma roll you in my sweatshirt
keep on flashin’ guns, b*tch, you never pull the trigger
[outro: r4ygvn! & lil cattocks]
that was ass
hit that b*tch up from the back, i know that she cannot take it
f*ckin’ on yo’ b*tch, and then grab my new gat, i make it
f*ck you tryna do? i’ll leave you in your f*ckin’ grave
b*tch, you know me, b*tch, i’m ’boutta go start a rave
got a little b*tch and all she wanna do is suck i—
talkin’ bad on dnd, know he bleedin’ ’til dead
don’t talk on me, or you’re a motherf*ckin’ fed
he asked me for a feature, so i left that b*tch on read

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