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coffin - faaded lyrics

lock you in a coffin and i’ll leave yo’ ass for dead
no one gives a f*ck ’bout you, or your friends
wouldn’t matter anyway when i cut off y’all head
dropped a sh*tty track, but it made a couple bands
watch your f*cking tone when you talkin’ round me
i’m the f*cking grim reaper, on a murdering spree
keeping it low profile, y’all talkin’ like, “who is he?”
i am death, p*ssy, who is thee?

yeah, yo’ b*tch, i’m ’boutta k!ll
do it for the f*ckin’ thrill
i just made a mil’, made it back, they call me bill
gates, yeah, too much money on my plate
need a new patek for the day
imma k!ll a f*ggot all in gray
how can i be a h0m*phobe? my b*tch is g*y
i don’t f*ck with green pape’
i need blue, that’s okay, i got thousands in the bank
take all the money and i’ll f*ck up all your friends
take ’em to the back, and i’ll show ’em my bands
stabbed ’em with a knife, i got blood on my hands
feds tryna get me, thank god for my stans
got out free, they my w mans’
(faaded)

lock you in a coffin and i’ll leave yo’ ass for dead
no one gives a f*ck ’bout you, or your friends
wouldn’t matter anyway when i cut off y’all head
dropped a sh*tty track, but it made a couple bands
watch your f*cking tone when you talkin’ round me
i’m the f*cking grim reaper, on a murdering spree
keeping it low profile, y’all talkin’ like, “who is he?”
i am death, p*ssy, who is thee?
tryna be the bully, he the victim
lookin’ like a dumbass when i hit ’em
pull up, f*ck his shawty, lookin’ like i’m winnin’
b*tch

- faaded lyrics

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