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evil ! - muletti lyrics

[intro]
b*tch!
uh, b*tch
come on uh
look, come on
look alright

[muletti, v1]
b*tch i’m evil (yeah)
making moves in this b*tch like max keeble
need a strong body b*tch
that b*tch feeble
d*gg*ng that b*tch
i’m a beagle
i’m on my bullsh*t
b*tch i’m getting fecal
imma ride to the regal
send a couple shots
threading clips like a needle
i’m a wanted man
bullets acting centripetal
a demeanor is so deadly
they should make that sh*t illegal

[kkash, v2]
whats up b*tch, i’m back
swagger to the ceiling
i tried to count my b*tches
but i can’t count ten million
told that boy get buck
if he want she get f*cked
(if she want)
i can’t put my trust inside no thot
she get pucked if she the one
and you know i’m asking kush
like its punked inside this b*tch
and you know i’m smoking opps
put a blunt inside this b*tch
and my ex so f*cking dumb
finna stunt inside this b*tch
live my life so b.i.g
but its no puns inside this b*tch
[$paxx, v3]
air it out
its too much fun up in this b*tch
heard he a snitch
aim for that head
i bet his voice gon change the pitch
i f*cked up my punching hand
but it dont matter i switched
we gon do sum damage
that i know the doctor ain’t gon fix

[kkash, v4]
and she put on all my ice
and then she freeze it ain’t my faulr
and my b*tch stay on her knees like sum
she know thats all she talk
and theirs money stacked to our knees
we gon kick it if we walk
i can care less bout cheese but dont get next to my vault
he want smoke
no he dont that’s what the f*ck i thought
he a rat he want guap
that’s what the f*ck i got
and he broke wanna be rich
cause that’s what the f*ck he not
do you know ricky
if you reach for this rick
you gon get shot
[$paxx v5]
three star michelen
snacking on a private jet
run a private business
she in to having public s*x
drop 2k on her 2d’s
i take in invested chest
said i always been the best
call that sh*t a retroflex
snap a shot that ice be shining back
like a reflective vest
took another hit
that’s a congested chest
listen to her problem
she a freak when she under duress
she be on my shoulder
and my hand gon be under he dress

[kkash x muletti, v6]
i wanna sip on a ****
it look like purple fruit
i need a b*tch that go to school
cause i hate it when she twerk
i can’t hit it from the back
because she tell me it’s gon hurt
and they gon ask me
how the f*ck you get a whip
and you dont work
and they gon ask me
how the f*ck yo name is surf
and you don’t surf
then i’m gon ask her
how the f*ck you get d*ck
and you don’t twerk
and then they ask me
why don’t you be smilin
cause i’m f*cking hurt
i got a new phone though
[muletti, v7]
ayee get silly
watch me pop this pilly
finger in her p*ssy
imma get a wet w*lly
diamonds in my chain
they get cold i get chilly
gas like i just ate some beans
with the chilly
b*tch i’m finna make the ra*
she hold nut in her mouth
so i called that b*tch a squirrel
her p*ssy chewy like some milk
i can taste and almost hurled

- muletti lyrics

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