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numb - knull lyrics

[verse]
mr. shoemaker’s on my d*ck like shut the f*ck up
askin’ if i’m suicidal, but i just don’t give a f*ck
p*ssy exit four boys wanna f*ckin’ try me
i’ma k!ll they whole squad, i’ma k!ll they families
blow this f*ckin’ bus up like i’m todd arceneaux
young knullington ain’t got time for no stupid hoe
dumb r*t*rded f*gs smokin’ on some f*ckin’ e*vapes
we don’t smoke that weak sh*t, b*tch throw that sh*t away
f*ck a weed pen, them sh*ts don’t even f*ckin’ work
schizophrenic f*ck, i’ma take all of my lil’ percs
slit my f*ckin’ wrist ’til they sore, ’til they f*ckin’ hurt
drunk and finally happy on the ground lay me in the dirt (hahaha!)
f*ck your four sets, we throwin’ up the f*ckin’ fives
nevеr ask what i’m drinkin’, what’s inside my cup
hundred dollar bills b*tch, i stay f*ckin’ rollin’
nose feelin’ numb from all that cokе snortin’
dried up blood all over my white tee
stab that f*ckin’ slore and i made that lil’ b*tch bleed
f*ck apologizin’, i’ma say that sh*t another day
i’ma f*ckin’ shoot her, i’ma stab her ’til she runway
hundreds for a belt got me trippin’ off my f*ckin’ mind
i’ma let that sh*t sag, i ain’t spend a single dime
let me see them tits b*tch, lemme hear you moan, scream (ahahaha)

- knull lyrics

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