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vrat vug - pseudodemonio lyrics

hot pan to your face no bread
pull up to your door i need pay
byran no man at ya gate
no money? the gat beam yo face

no coward inside my vicinity
me c holy like we trinity
holes in yo body when you gon’ run into me
d*ck size ’bout half of infinity, hm

i’m about a bag a feel can come second
murder on me we scattered we got weapons
body on body we catching a second
charge me you can not keep me leveled, hm

i’m up out my mind, but i keep it real
boy sit down you b*tch you ain’t steel
i’m inside her panties you watching her reels
huh huh

666 ahh
(xxxtentacion laughing)
call my mom

verse two:
which n*gga?
point at any n*gga from the back
pistol on my muhf*ckin’ dresser
all this ass on me like ketchum
might f*ck around and get sentenced
all that sh*t you talking
all them pills you poppin’
all that smoke you flockin’
never do it
b*tch n*ggas talking
f*ck them p*ssy boys
i never let b*tch n*gga do it
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug n*gga
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug n*gga
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug n*gga
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug, brat bug
brat bug n*gga
n*gga
(vug
vug, vug
haha)

- pseudodemonio lyrics

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