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super dripped out - rozz dyliams lyrics

[chorus]
dripped out real dripped out
super dripped out
dripped out super dripped out
super dripped out
dripped out real dripped out
super dripped out
super dripped out, dripped out
super dripped out
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what set i claim * pizza cl!ck
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what set i claim * pizza cl!ck
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus

[interlude]
what’s my name * dripped out jеsus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my namе * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
[verse 1: dylan ross]
young busters got me annoyed i’m never paranoid
i’m in this junt and i’m zagging just like sigmund freud
what’s the roid
what’s the word on them dirty birds
i’m tryna get ’em to fly up north but its cold brrrr
get em’ a coat or somethin’ i’m loading the pump and dumpin’
fillin’ your optical cavities with candles just like a pumpkin
i think i’m onto something
i feel just like mister crowley
crowd surfing on top of the undead as i’m getting rowdy
bandanas on my face my six shooter give you a howdy
quite loudly allow me to (?) your brand new audi
if you’re in my way you get run over if your defenseless
cause i’m shooting like a tank and my ammunition is endless

[chorus]

[verse 2: dylan ross]
i’m not from orange mound but i make you hear the sound
of a round when i put you on the ground, lay it down!
down for the count
down for the down and out
down for making rain happen when the town is in a drought
i’m down for smoking a blunt but i’d rather smoke a blount
blount*mound with the funky skunk up in my dome
honey i’m home off of the grind so give me a kiss
i’ve been grinding for 21 years and still i ain’t seen sh*t
straight death bound riding with the pistol grip
i don’t play with pistols b*tch ima let the pistol rip
ammunition hollow tips i’m hoping that it hit you all
sacrifice you and invite your family to the ritual
[chorus]

[outro]
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus
what’s my name * dripped out jesus

- rozz dyliams lyrics

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