Текст песни spy who killed xix
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
I think, maybe
Hold on, I'll try to give it another go
(Bo-Bo-Box cutters)
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to s*icide-s*icide
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to s*icide-s*icide
Wockhardt on my dresser and I'm saving it for later (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Look at your bills, my bills elevator
I woke up feeling fruity, guess I'm feeling like a hater
Where I come from, you can't flip, you ain't a skater
And this is just a neighborly conversation with neighbors (Shh)
They do not have a gun to me pointed under the table (Sh, sh, hush away)
And if you were to kick up and make another distraction (Ayy, ayy)
I could hit the door and be out if I am enabled (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I won't be what you want to be, I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E–
Kill my pets, label me a fr*ak, I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E-E-E–
I've lost bets but that's on me, I-I-I-I–, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-ah–
Kill my friends, f*ck the police, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh–
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to s*icide-s*icide
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to s*icide-s*icide (Yeah, yuh-yuh-yuh)
I lean on my dresser, huh
Thinking everyday, huh
"How could I be extra, huh? "
I'ma find a way, uh
You can despite me all you want but I'll be paid, uh
You can drink my p*ss from a glass, lemonade, yeah
Me like this type of instrumental, yeah (Instrumental)
Avatar moves, elemental (Elemental)
W*ed mad loud like a kettle (Like a kettle)
Crank that bass, no treble, yeah (No treble)
You can hit me on my seven digits (On my digits)
Text me, baby, yeah, I meant it (Oh, goddamn)
Try not to get sentimental (St*pid b*tch)
Yeah, you like me, baby, yeah, I get it (You an idiot)
Lucky like a l*ttery, please don't try to talk to me (What? What? What?)
I'ma try to walk away if you try to talk to me (Shut the f*ck up)
Baby wanna f*ck in my truck that's parked in my farm
Take her 'round the barn, show lil' shawty that I'm hard (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to s*icide-s*icide
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to s*icide-s*icide
(Bo-Bo-Box cutters)
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