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mia khalifa - antisxcial (rapper) lyrics

(yeah, hah, woah)
(i hate you)
(hahahaha)

[chorus]
(fwoah)
big titties, she like mia khalifa
pass me the blunt, hand me the reefer
hand me the blunt you know i’m a keefer (huh)
hand me the pen, you know i’m a chiefer (blatt)
[?], ho, i don’t want you either (say what)
and this glock can take you apart like a procedure (procedure)
take you out, send more n*ggas to god then the preacher (hey, then the preacher)
take you to church, send whole gang to jesus (swеrve)

[verse]
stop playing with me, i’ll take your ass to school likе a teacher
n*gga take you down, just like jack reacher (bow)
ho, i’ll take you out to the spot, i’ll treat you (i’ll treat you, yeah)
you wanna race, n*gga i’ll beat you
we gon’ do a drive*by, pistols gon’ greet you
you one of my opps, i’m gonna defeat you (what, yeah)
you not part of my gang, i don;t even need you (what)
that uzi go to yo head, it’s nice to meet you (blatt, nice to meet you)
i’m a vampire, i might get you (young vamp life, yvl)
n*gga wrapped up in plastic, ain’t it nice to see him (schyeah)
and they died, they said it was a homicide (homicide, homicide, what)
can’t even say that n*gga died (yeah he died)
and this ain’t no diss track, but last time i checked, 4 n*ggas got hit (they got hit, bow, bow)
yeah i’m wondering when my swag got bit (blatt)
cause i see y’all n*ggas walking around and see that’s my fit (fit)
i don’t know why the hall y’all tryna take my sh*t (sh*t)
like travis scott, we lit (we lit, yeah)
stealing my swag, cause it’s tuff, you gotta admit (admit, yeah)
he got ran down by mp3, he got hit with the bl!cks (on 5)
he got red, look like he sick
tryna step on me, he got hit with the stick
gang hit him real quick
and we start war like chief keef (bang)
hand me that reef (yeah, yeah)
that reefer
[chorus]
big titties, she like mia khalifa
pass me the blunt, hand me the reefer
hand me the blunt you know i’m a keefer (huh)
hand me the pen, you know i’m a chiefer (blatt)
[?], ho, i don’t want you either (say what)
and this glock can take you apart like a procedure (procedure)
take you out, send more n*ggas to god then the preacher (hey, then the preacher)
take you to church, send whole gang to jesus (jesus)
(musique pour chic)

[outro: jace!]
i tried to hold my composure for these p*ssy ass n*ggas
wait for my baby, woo woo woo
boy, f*ck you n*gga
f*ck you n*gga
f*ck is you talkin’ bout’?
was looking for a handout*look at me n*gga

- antisxcial rapper lyrics

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