
holy blade - sunshine christo lyrics
[verse 1]
witches come out in the motherf*cking night
so i keep my holy blade, yeah, i keep my holy knife
little b*tch said she want to suck me through the night
i threw that b*tch out, ’cause success in my sight
i don’t need a bop distracting me from the goal line
my life would be better if she flatlined
i got my n*gga right here, let’s make a merch line
vain typing up new designs in his complex mind
ad*break two thousand, man, but we never run out of time
and my n*gga sh1ny, yeah, you know we finna grind
i can’t skate on nothing, but it gon’ be a fun time
i want my youngins to win, we don’t need nine to five’s
i want legal money, ’cause prison is filled with dyk*s
collectives filled with people who only care about likes
emochao my og, so who the f*ck is yours?
tell me what it is, i just want to be sure
’cause i think that you’re lying, and i don’t find that cool
the rappers now all got bullied in school
when i was thirteen i got motherf*cking shot at
so since that day i have trouble to relax
fatal intoxication, man, mortal kombat
my aunt was screwed over by them industry rats
they don’t like talent, they want actors in their plan
rap is a business, but these kids don’t understand
i’ma milk it like a cow, ’cause i know i f*cking can
[bridge]
these witches come out in the motherf*cking night
d*mn, d*mn, i’m tired a little
do you realize what you’ve done?
what, is everyone faster than me?
[verse 2]
witches come out in the motherf*cking night
so i keep my holy blade, yeah, i keep my holy knife
little b*tch said she want to suck me through the night
i threw that b*tch out, ’cause success in my sight
i don’t need a bop distracting me from the goal line
my life would be better if she flatlined
i got my n*gga right here, let’s make a merch line
vain typing up new designs in his complex mind
ad*break two thousand, man, but we never run out of time
and my n*gga sh1ny, yeah, you know we finna grind
i can’t skate on nothing, but it gon’ be a fun time
i want my youngins to win, we don’t need nine to five’s
i want legal money, ’cause prison is filled with dyk*s
collectives filled with people who only care about likes
emochao my og, so who the f*ck is yours?
tell me what it is, i just want to be sure
’cause i think that you’re lying, and i don’t find that cool
the rappers now all got bullied in school
[slowed]
witches come out in the motherf*cking night
so i keep my holy blade, yeah, i keep my holy knife
little b*tch said she want to suck me through the night
i threw that b*tch out, ’cause success in my sight
i don’t need a bop distracting me from the goal line
my life would be better if she flatlined
i got my n*gga right here, let’s make a merch line
vain typing up new designs in his complex mind
ad*break two thousand, man, but we never run out of time
and my n*gga sh1ny, yeah, you know we finna grind
i can’t skate on nothing, but it gon’ be a fun time
i want my youngins to win, we don’t need nine to five’s
i want legal money, ’cause prison is filled with dyk*s
collectives filled with people who only care about likes
emochao my og, so who the f*ck is yours?
tell me what it is, i just want to be sure
’cause i think that you’re lying, and i don’t find that cool
the rappers now all got bullied in school
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