epilepsy! - sk3txxy lyrics
k3!
hide ya wife, hide ya kids
.300 blackout, texas grid
spin ya block way down south
talking that sh*t, what you bout?
hide ya wife, hide ya kids
.300 blackout, texas grid
spin ya block way down south
talking that sh*t, what you bout?
ain′t no ye this the flashing lights
.762 it’ll knock em out
b*tch i′m super stoned feel it in my bones
want all the smoke, blunt or cone
getting top in a lexus
f*cked a hoe, her name alexus
can’t cuff a b*tch, she tryna stay (h*ll nah)
want you and ya friend, not tryna play
xan to the face, take a xan to the face
to the face, this sh*t laced (this sh*t laced)
snort no coke, this that pepsi
coming down, it’s narcolepsy
smokin′ country gas, this a southern night
ed and bella no twilight
opp shop, make ya heart stop
i get the b*tch she gone have to bop (she a bopper)
secured a future for they children
f*cked a white b*tch on the low; starburst (album)
kkk, it′s the dirty south
put my d*ck in they daughter mouth
armalite, better say goodnight
.556 send you to the light
i’m on the mound you outfield
mug wrong it′ll get you k!lled (what?)
ain’t no ye this the flashing lights
.762 it′ll knock em out
b*tch i’m super stoned feel it in my bones
want all the smoke, blunt or cone
getting top in a lexus
f*cked a hoe, her name alexus
can′t cuff a b*tch, she tryna stay (h*ll nah)
want you and ya friend, not tryna play
rockabye baby, rolled in the tree
hood choir sing, ain’t no glee (f*ck you thought?)
smokin’ on strong, this that shrek
ima leave the states then i hit namek
ball too hard like i played for wisconsin
glizzy in ya back, turn joe swanson
treble in my pocket, bass in the trunk
hit ya block, boom boom
finna change the game, don′t need the fame
can′t f*ck with n*ggas i’m lowkey
water dripping, straight out the pot (splash)
she eat the d*ck ′til her jaw lock
spin ya block, broad day
turn a n*gga to swiss cheese
choppa on me, where is perry?
sk3txxy k3, bl**dy mary
ain’t no ye this the flashing lights
.762 it′ll knock em out
b*tch i’m super stoned feel it in my bones
want all the smoke, blunt or cone
getting top in a lexus
f*cked a hoe, her name alexus
can′t cuff a b*tch, she tryna stay (h*ll nah)
want you and ya friend, not tryna play
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