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covid spit - twisted insane lyrics

[verse 1]
walk in to the great late night movie
got a n*gga for the popcorn with the xxl smoothie
everybody reppin’ they gang, for the brain it’s yours truly
f*ck, i went and spilled the nachos, now my pants is all gooey
(hachooey) what the f*ck? b*tch you coughin’ up a f*ckin’ loogie
you ain’t finna be the one to have me in the bed dead with the covid
oh sh*t, the way this b*tch been coughin’ all night
she got delta, or orion, or both of ’em, i know it
go ahead and call me brazy, i’ma change seats, that’s rabies
two more couples came in and a group, that’s like eight deep
what you wanna do, leavе now or stay? sh*t, we paid cheese
i don’t evеn know if we gon’ get another chance, sh*t, we can’t leave
f*ck! we ain’t had a babysitter in three months
had us all up in a ?pair? where we ain’t even go to eat once
if i go and do a show, these n*ggas wanna blow three blunts
and i be all in the movie where people wanna blow three lungs
b*tch is coughin’ and she cannot stop it, i’m about to hit her with the bruce lee
ain’t n0body playin’, she was sprayin’ [?] all around the n*ggas ?who be?
it was comin’ out in buckets, dumpin’ like it was an automatic uzi
and i ain’t even talkin’ rubbish, i’ma have to ?deck a hater?, what a doozie
i’m so brainsick, they gon’ have to come and get you ‘fore i run ’em up
go ahead and call the babysitter, [?] flippin’, i don’t give a motherf*ck
if you wasn’t on a social distance i will hit you all up with the uppercut
eat ’em all up like they was a donut ?with a?, shoutout to my n*gga [?]
blood and guts, f*ck around and really get it, i be feelin’ kinda off, strenuous
i ain’t even really even trippin’, not since you begin it when you venomous
let’s get up out this b*tch and we can do it quick ’cause i ain’t even really into this
when i hated how i felt like, i don’t know, some real wicked sh*t
i feel real venom
got a hold of my soul control, i can go get ’em
to the floor, oh no, i go, flow with momentum
angel of death, don’t say you don’t know who sent him
but it won’t be my endin’, n*gga
(you good?)
[chorus]
i hope they don’t hit me
my brain, soul gone 5150
highway to h*ll, no one to go with me
take a deep breath and jump like ah ah ah
i keep a .450
right by my side but the virus is tricky
high is the mind but the mindstate is iffy
give me six feet from my 9, get to * ha ah ah

[post*chorus]
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa)
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa)
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa)
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa ah ah)
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa)
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa)
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa)
sh*t’s sicker than covid spit (haa ah ah)

[verse 2]
i walk out that side door
then i got up in the parking lot, sh*t, where the f*ck my ride go?
i don’t really feel too good, not bad but not right though
when i get to the *coughing* (—you alright bro?)
i don’t know, maybe i caught that virus
that one that’s been goin’ ’round, had me on the ground like titus
o’neil when it’s fo’ real, i’ma let the moonlight guide us
any minute on the way home a zombie might bite us
it starts to take over
i can feel it in me
it don’t feel like doja
maybe it’s that henny
really finally ’bout to blackout like my gas tank on empty
bring you all into your doom when i get the full moon, don’t tempt me
real psycho, ain’t no way to stop last demon on nitro
i was only havin’ fun, now they wanna come and k!ll michael
pull up on me and they get attackin’ with the semi*automatic rifles
now they ’bout to get the gas, ready for the real midnight fright show
n*gga, everybody better run, it’s gon’ be a thriller
any minute i’ma hit the regal, get to eatin’ people like godzilla
when it get to takin’ over, ain’t no way to stop unless you wanna feel up
i be in the bushes when they wanna push up, ready with the bs fo’ realla
9 milla, now i’m feelin’ like a werewolf on this night
a real sh*tshow like a n*gga fed gizmo past midnight
i feel the virus takin’ over, normally i wouldn’t do it but the sick might
better get to runnin’, if you wanna wind up dead, go ahead then, sit tight
(does it bite?) yeah it locks up on a n*gga like a pitbull
you better off all layin’ on the ground and playin’ dead before you really fish food
i can feel the virus in me, mix it with the henny and i’m on a zip too
they don’t want me ?in the bender with it, feelin’? givin’ everybody issues
it’s poison, ain’t n0body with the venom in me on go mode
murder everybody, yellin’ like somebody got a shot up on a gopro
when the police finally come they find me in the alley walkin’ on my dolo
but if they really wanna put me in a coffin, chew ’em all up like a rollo
brainsick, n*gga
[chorus]
i hope they don’t hit me
my brain, soul gone 5150
highway to h*ll, no one to go with me
take a deep breath and jump like ah ah ah
i keep a .450
right by my side but the virus is tricky
high is the mind but the mindstate is iffy
give me six feet from my 9, get to * ha ah ah

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