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we don't give a fxck!! - w3 tha bass priest lyrics

[verse 1: bringxchaos]
ho*ho*ho phase, yeah, take your b*tch and raise, yeah
know i hate, yeah, i’ma eat that cake, yeah
[?] late, yeah, and all your weak ones fake, yeah
i don’t play, yeah, f*ck around, get hit with this rake
i’ma watch his l!cks
try me, you gon’ get hit with the stick
this music industry has lots of [?]
where the f*ck is the views where i mix?
old bait, ain’t no time to waste, i’ma rob his bank
pay me for some features and i’m [?]
’cause i’m a lyrical saint
n*gga rich game on the way, bring it on, make some hits
b*tch, we’re lit, [?] ‘causе they’re sh*t
i’m so dead, comе near andrew to give a sh*t
’cause [?] takin’ h*lla time to kick it with the gang
and we know we li*i*it

[verse 2: w3]
rippin’ out the bong, you know we don’t give a
three grams to the face, yeah, we heavy hitters
contort your body with the .9 like we playin’ twister
whippin’ off my rhymes, the same time take you out the picture
three shots aimin’ at you ’cause we bad to the bone
might as well call me yung gravy, meet your mama, take her home
don’t come at me, you won’t make it past the same block as my home
don’t try me, i got tricks just like i’m home alone
hypebeast, white t’s
nyquil, nine piece
wrists slit, throw a fit
beat your ass to bl**dy sh*t
f*ck a cop, flip you off
b*tch, you’re gonna get your sh*t rocked
blue crocs, flip flops
p*ss me off, i’ll k!ll you all

- w3 tha bass priest lyrics

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