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antisocial v2 - deadly grim lyrics

[intro: scrim & deadly grim]
you*you see when this f*cking mask is on
that’s the universal sign to leave me the f*ck alone, okay?
i don’t like y’all
i don’t like people, i’m sorry
deadly on the beat

[verse 1: deadly grim]
antisocial b*tch, you know my circle stay small, uh
lighting joints, i’m rolling blunts in the motherf*cking stall, uh
deadly night rebirth, coming back for round two
punch you in yo d*ck
just to get it up, you need some bluechew
catching these hoes like they pokémon
deadly just wanna find the one
i’m tired of pain, i’m tired of games
don’t wanna see the f*cking dawn, uh
k!ll myself and then i forever haunt you
can’t say you don’t love me b*tch
don’t you?
small circlе, no friends
me, myself, and i ‘til thе f*ckin’ end
but i still got all the hoes asking who’s that hot*ass girl standing next to me
i forgot her name, got too many hoes
they on my meat
[bridge]
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[verse 2: deadly grim]
deadly’s gonna put yo ass six feet deep, hoe
taking pills all night long, might just end up like lil peep, uh
knuck and buck if you tough
i don’t f*ck slow, i like it rough
puff puff pass, i light up the blunt
say you wanna k!ll me, i call your bluff, uh
got the switch, and .9, and glocks, and mac 11’s in the sky
i’ma pull up on that f*ck boy and put that red dot right between his eye
never got the wrong target, even if i’m f*cking high
k!ll that f*ckboy, put him in the ground, i’m boutta cause his demise
antisocial, so i stay f*cked up in the head
some days i count my bread
some days i’d rather be f*cking dead, uh
iced out wrist, i walk around flexing my rolex
i’ma have some s*x, i want some more, this b*tch is boutta be next, uh
making these songs, getting high, watch me hit my bong
“take off your panties, put this on”
i got her a f*cking thong
go on, pull up on me
pistol whipped with a motherf*cking switch
slap him across the face, i make him my b*tch like i am in hitch
hold up b*tch for one more second
antisocial, antidepressants
i’ma f*ck your brains out, take your virginity as a christmas present
i’ma leave him dead
i just saw his girl on the street giving head
yeah, i saw his bro selling dope for cred
yeah, i know your mom taking lots of meds
your dad smoke meth out in your f*cking shed
if that were deadly, b*tch, my life i would dread
but you deserve it b*tch

- deadly grim lyrics

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