GASOLIN3 (feat. G3)
tønejustdied
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F*ck it I'm done I conquer this bitch I'm absorbing the sun I'm throwing my fist if you cocking a gun Imma gobble ya dollars And all of your funds I take what I want when I tickle the cunt You finicky, fickle and full of it bruh How you cut throat if your throat get cut? You suck more dick than a homo does I slice through your torso and open it up! I'm carving my logo inside of ya lungs I dangle yo body in back of the bus I got flakes of your skin that been laced in my blunt And I don't give a f*ck where ashing it Evidence stashed in the cabinet I crackle your adams apple into dust Like who in the f*ck is you talking to? Acting like I ain't the one who could father you Step down Get over lapped You inaudible F*ck wit me I promise Imma rip through your abdominal Pop the capillaries inside of your oblongata Take yo body in the kitchen and eat it like empanadas If you thinking that you fuckin wit me You finna do nada Mother fucker I'm the fuckin underground don dada Tu puto pinche cabrón I'm in your casa Catch a butcher knife inside ya pansa Snuck through the back wit a master key And waterboarded your family with gasoline I'm force fucking these rappers No Vaseline I come back wit an axe and I'll hack your spleen Preach boring peace You're fucking soft to me Now ima kill a motherfucker, cuz he blind to see That your fucking testing me Now I can fucking breathe Cuz I'm stuck in a trailer huffing gasoline Coming from a coma And you fucking with a loner If you wanna get to me you gotta get thru three and toné Emphazisin' on the roll up Cuz I'm boutta cut a cord On every one of these motherfuckers I should've done before I'll fuckin roll up on a runner, someone I can make fun of You got a death wish on a list from someone giving you brothers I shoot a one and then a two and then I'm counting another My lucky number, all my brothers saying F*ck it F*ck it F*ck it Get yo bitch to suckin' Not good in bed but I can please up your mother Hoodratchet redneck shit Burn down that orphanage that you come from F*ck up Go run up Cuz I got snipers in the cuts and they watch us You something? You nothing You city f*ck
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Written by: Anthony Hansen, Guy Gates III
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