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lirik lagu narcan – gryps, kkcefco

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[intro; gryps]
aye, i hit*em*wit*a
i hit*em*wit*a
i hit*em*wit*a
uh, i hit*em*wit*a

[chorus: gryps]
b*tch, i’m a visual threat
not a hittable target
beam on crayola, i bet my missile a marksman
throw ’em in the tarpit if he narcin’
fenty f*ggot f*cker, better douse that b*tch with narcan
bayonet up at the f*cking banquet and it’s sharpened
send him up to angels ’till that motherf*cker harpin’
aye!
turn ’em vegetable, give him a brand new spot for parking
fishy b*tches always talking sh*t like they name darwin!
[verse 1: gryps]
gurren lagann, p*ssy boy gon’ log on but i’m online
b*tch, i’m f*cking mech*еd up & i’m methed up, feel like far cry
dеfinition of insanity, b*tch f*ck a plot line!
hoe, you dont make no sense, in the crows nest with a carbine
diamonds on keysis, jesus my pieces
turn you to a picture inside a locket
feel like zap brannigan
just tapped a b*tch that say “k!ll all men,” then i told her to get off it
possessing a mannequin
panic like anakin, k!lling you kids ’till you screaming stop it
telekinisis
f*ck yo ideas
grab you a fork and hide it in a socket

[chorus: gryps]
b*tch, i’m a visual threat
not a hittable target
beam on crayola, i bet my missile a marksman
throw ’em in the tarpit if he narcin’
fenty f*ggot f*cker, better douse that b*tch with narcan
bayonet up at the f*cking banquet and it’s sharpened
send him up to angels ’till that motherf*cker harpin’
aye!
turn ’em vegetable, give him a brand new spot for parking
fishy b*tches always talking sh*t like they name darwin!
[verse 2: kkcefco]
choppa bussin’ out the bra like they double*d’s, aye
zaza got me coughing like i’m sick, get to sneezin’
bad b*tches want this d*ck so get to pleasing
plug ring me up, so i say bring the p’s in
hoes in my dungeon, get thrown in the moat
mixed b*tch look like a root beer float
putting in work like a b*tch on a pole
shootin’ a movie with groupie like cole
ass inna circle, bring it around town
barnacle boy, my vv’s be drowning
gargling nut bubbles, she a cum fountain
f+, basic math, money easy countin’
if you wanna run sh*t, you can hit the f*ckin’ ground
her p*ssy like a swamp, b*tch i love the f*ckin’ sound, huh
pulling out dirty dookie by the f*ckin’ pound, b*tch
feeling like snoopy by the way i fly around, b*tch
diamonds they dirty, needa wash my wrist
sl*tties, they flirty, needa watch yo lisp
money come dirty
wanna stack up bricks?
hungry like kirby
wanna eat these clips?!

[outro: gryps]
b*tch, i’m a visual threat
not a hittable target
beam on crayola, i bet my missile a marksman
throw ’em in the tarpit if he narcin’
fenty f*ggot f*cker, better douse that b*tch with narcan
bayonet up at the f*cking banquet and it’s sharpened
send him up to angels ’till that motherf*cker harpin’
aye!
turn ’em vegetable, give him a brand new spot for parking
fishy b*tches always talking sh*t like they name darwin!

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