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dork - heretic. (dork) lyrics

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i get that hoe bad yuh
uh she poppin a xan what
yuh she think im the man woah
woah woah woah b*tch
i could never beat the back of that lil thot
brand new choppa and a arp it got a red dot
that lil thot dont wanna be seen with me the way i beat up box
yeah my bros cannot be seen with me the way they tote glocks
yuh they think im insane yuh the way i run from the cops
what the f*ck is you sayin b*tch its not your turn to talk

woah
im a saint
i put that on my dead
call up bro
he’ll put that red dot on your head
the f*ck you runnin from
that boy had missed he sped
i got a hundred drum
i chase him down and take his bread
sprite with the act
b*tch i had a heart attack
mike jack im way too bad
all white choppa make him dance
we been on his ass
got margiela on my pants
she wanna f*ck me fast
no b*tch you won’t call me dad
xans make me sleep
wear that givenchy
got them wyatts on my feet
i die with this on repeat yuh

that pur pur pur purple sprite
yeah that sh*t alright
mix it with green and red
that sh*t had me on a flight
that b*tch gon give me head
after that we both get high
smoke until im dead
smoke that sh*t until i die
smoke that fog into my eye
i dont f*ck with compromise
p*ssy b*tch gonna meet my fye
p*ssy b*tch gonna meet demise

b*tches online doin dirt
ima go and hit a yerk
in my room im straight to work
in a room that b*tch gonna twerk
im saintway im not a flirt
he short he just like uzi vert
pull up crib inside new york
that boy is a f*cking dork
saintway!

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