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kill everybody.! - tito xo lyrics

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[intro: tito xo]

(texas rapper, tito xo, was charged with murder after k!lling everybody in the f*cking store, yo n*gga shut the f*ck up no one gives a sh*t)

[chrous: tito xo]
murder gang b*tch imma k!ll these n*ggas dead
if he wanna keep on talking imma shoot him in the head
imma put these n*ggas up i ain’t talkin bout carti
and im tired of these n*ggas imma just k!ll everybody

murder gang b*tch imma k!ll these n*ggas dead
if he wanna keep on talking imma shoot him in the head
imma put these n*ggas up i ain’t talkin bout carti
and im tired of these n*ggas imma just k!ll everybody

[verse 1: tito xo]
you is a b*tch, suck a d*ck, you a f*ck n*gga
i’ll kick your ass, i do not give a f*ck n*gga
i’ll kiss your sister, and f*ck up on your mom
b*tch you are broke just get a f*cking job

hit it quick im f*cking on your b*tch like woah
then i made a couple songs i made a hit lets go
f*ck your mom and then your dad walked in oh no
then she wonder why my heart so godd*mn cold
[chorus: tito xo]
murder gang b*tch imma k!ll these n*ggas dead
if he wanna keep on talking imma shoot him in the head
imma put these n*ggas up i ain’t talkin bout carti
and im tired of these n*ggas imma just k!ll everybody

murder gang b*tch imma k!ll these n*ggas dead
if he wanna keep on talking imma shoot him in the head
imma put these n*ggas up i ain’t talkin bout carti
and im tired of these n*ggas imma just k!ll everybody

[verse 2: young pickl]
murder gang b*tch you f*ckin with the pickle man
gotcha head spinnin like a mother f*ckin ceiling fan
hit a noscope then i hit em with the pickle dance

you really tryna f*ck wit me
finna cut you up like motha f*ckin cutlery
enough with me

im finna go die
and if i really do is anybody finna cry, why

f*ck the cops f*ck the po po po
rape a beat like a motherf*ckin po*pope
ride my wave like a mother f*ckin boat
the real question is will u b*tches ever float
stinky ass b*tch need a air freshener
greedy ass b*tch need a coat with the fur
dirty ass b*tch need to f*ck out my way
turn yo face to the first color of flag thats g*y

murda gang b*tch can u get off of my d*ck huh
murda gang b*tch i ain’t f*ckin with yo clique huh
murda gang sh*t why these randoms want a feature
shoutout tito thats my homie thats a real one

[chorus: tito xo]
murder gang b*tch imma k!ll these n*ggas dead
if he wanna keep on talking imma shoot him in the head
imma put these n*ggas up i ain’t talkin bout carti
and im tired of these n*ggas imma just k!ll everybody

murder gang b*tch imma k!ll these n*ggas dead
if he wanna keep on talking imma shoot him in the head
imma put these n*ggas up i ain’t talkin bout carti
and im tired of these n*ggas imma just k!ll everybody

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