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Xvnny - Swamp текст песни

Исполнитель: Xvnny

альбом: Digital Dependency


Woo bitch
Boutta hit 'chu with another one
Sliding out the swamp
With a motherfucking tommy gun
Poppin' off at double-crossing
Pussy-footing toddlers
Sniff the plagiarism, bitch
You 'bout to meet the author
Heinous, heinous
Homie know, we shameless
FuccBoi crew ruthless
Stay away, bitch
Play this tape
If you looking for greatness
The hook got you shaking for days
It's blatant
We got ether for your speakers
Little kid, you in the deep end
Sinking to the bottom of the barrel
Where you breathe in the flow
Made of unstable chemicals
Labels disabled
And fading away
Who's the next to go?
Betrayed by the game
All the rules became flexible
Who needs the truth
When it's no longer credible
Flex on the youth
And get put on the pedestal
Flow be so lethal
It hits you like fentanyl
Woo bitch
Boutta hit 'chu with another one
Sliding out the swamp
With a motherfucking tommy gun
Robbie Lawler
Rocking tommy boxers
In the fucking ring
Body dropping
Like a fucking hommie, bud
It ain't no thing
Kiss the rings, bitch
We out here mobbin in the corridors
Shining like a diamond
And I'm grinding
Like a Morbid Florist
Eating all the porridge
Like I'm motherfucking Goldilocks
Devoid of all endorphins, hoe
I'm barely even holding on
All my homies on some other shit
Fuck sounding like these other kids
Show me something hype
To fit the vibe when we riding
Watch these snakes
Slither out from where they hiding
Just to try and bite it
Aye
All my homies on some other shit
Fuck sounding like these other kids
Show me something hype
To fit the vibe when we riding
Watch these snakes
Slither out from where they hiding
Just to try and bite it
Aye
Woo bitch
Boutta hit 'chu with another one
Sliding out the swamp
With a motherfucking tommy gun
Got no competition
If you trying
That's some funny stuff
Ain't nobody touching
What we pumping through the fucking subs
Nothing but funky flows
To get you freakin' on the floor
Young gun's grown up
Becoming a voice
That you all adore
Scandalous,
A rapping rascal
Sick as cancer
Fresh to death and kicking ass
You're in for leet treats
If you repeat
These sweet speaches
And keep all ill intent at bay
As you blast these tracks
On repeat play
Discreet ain't what I'm going for
Anymore
I'm aiming for your fucking heart
With everything I have in store

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