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you coked out bitches - victosity raw lyrics

b*tch be hating on me she don’t know what f*ck off means
when i’m walking down the hallway she be shaking like a leaf
you can suck on my d*ck but i don’t want that filthy sh*t
yo, empty every clip on that nasty f*cking trick
b*tch i don’t f*cking care about your stinky f*cking hair
looking very plain, serving orders all the same
since when the f*ck you thought, you could interrupt me
b*tch i would go off like a mother f*cking g
b*tch i would saw off your front f*cking t**th
your arms off, then drop off and pop off some lasagna

b*tch you not rocking, i pop off with sriracha
stupid coked out b*tch, look at those saggy tits
c*ck it and pull it, and hit it like a piñata
a speeding pretty bullet, some dirty carne asada

12 magazines for the whole f*cking family
don’t f*ck with a g, b*tch, you can’t f*cking stand me
already, rambling, happening, since i been, standing, i win, god d*mn, you’rе the saddest thing

tramp i tramp on you like a trampolinе do
you can suck on my doo*doo and my ding*a*ling to
i ain’t got no feelings for the b*tch that i’m k!lling
f*ck your whole family and your unborn children
never thought i was, on top of, the towers
got super powers, this woman i devour
she’s feeling very sour, i’m k!lling every hour
looking really rusty her p*ssy must be musty
shushing me there’s no shushing
this beast is released, deceased for several weeks
i do not f*cking breath
b*tch you not rocking, i pop off with sriracha
stupid coked out b*tch, look at those saggy tits
c*ck it and pull it, and hit it like a piñata
a speeding pretty bullet, some dirty carne asada

12 magazines for the whole f*cking family
don’t f*ck with a g, b*tch, you can’t f*cking stand me
already, rambling, happening, since i been, standing, i win, god d*mn, you’re the saddest thing

b*tch i will slap the sh*t off of your face
don’t come at me with children sh*t i’ll put you in your place
i’m a laser machine, firing hot plasma beams
seeping through your ceilings, your limbs are tingling
hyper lazy music don’t f*ck with me b*tch
ammunition equipment and i do f*cking use it
i deal with heavy damage f*ck up your english with my spanish
make it sweet and creamy like a delicious danish
i’m popping brains with my venom that i’m f*cking spitting
if you want to collab with someone in the lab

b*tch you not rocking, i pop off with sriracha
stupid coked out b*tch, look at those saggy tits
c*ck it and pull it, and hit it like a piñata
a speeding pretty bullet, some dirty carne asada

12 magazines for the whole f*cking family
don’t f*ck with a g, b*tch, you can’t f*cking stand me
already, rambling, happening, since i been, standing, i win, god d*mn, you’re the saddest thing

- victosity raw lyrics

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