FrostyOfficial, SLITFACE✰, Lil Snappy - $ITHLXRD lyrics

(Everyone's used this beat but
Imma use it anyway)

(Instrumental)

(It is very fucking smoky out here man)
(The fuck)
(You got a problem)
(Dramaposse 2021 bitch)
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(indistinctive mumbling)
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Pull up to your block in a Cadillac
Lungs screaming louder than a heart attack
One way out, it’s a cul de sac
People two faced, no zodiac
Going on adventures like johnny test
Stuck in my room like it’s house arrest
Better get trying to manifest
Or this property will be repossessed
Why you just standing like a pessimist
Boy you got problems, need a therapist?
The words that you spew are venomous
You’re downfall will be your arrogance
Copy my life in a folder
Bury my life in a boulder
I get a huge lump on my shoulder
Should I even bother, like

Ion give a fuck bout a motherfuckin thing
All you tryna do is pull
Me in the fuckin ring
Ion do no business boy what
The hell you think
Three years ago I was on the fuckin brink

Drama the posse you know that it’s lit
The secrets of alchemy ain’t tellin shit
I am a savage from toe to the fit
If you talkin shit bro imma just lose it
Courage the Coward is all that you hear
Maybe I’m trying to say what you fear
We only a human in a rotating sphere
Sorry not sorry for grinding your gear?
A country divided will go into war
The anger and sadness a void was to fill
Building and building like ima clogged pore
What did we see up in Capitol Hill?
You might’ve got money but what is the cost
The hole that was filled, now it is lost
Hell is confusing but what is to cross?
The wall that I’ve made is covered in frost
Pastor just told me that I got bad luck
So I told his ass I do not give a fuck
Burn all his churches, take my heart and run
Never gon know who’s your ride or die, like

Hearing me out, I hope I don’t die
When shit touch the river I hope I don’t dry
Hearing me out, where’s my reply
When shit touch the river I hope I don’t fly

Shit all be weaken me slowly
Hell is just turning me holy
I might be wearing them oakley
But that would just make me a phony
Everyone giving me trophies
Eaten away by coyotes
Nobody help me, i’m lonely
Corona be killin me low-key
What have you been up to lately
I be on grind on a daily
Mining away like i’m Haste I I I
Shit that you doin is shady
The line that you making is curvy
Blood on your hands, not dirty
Where is my goddamn attorney
Cause imma stuff out this turkey

Cause ion give a fuck
Bout a motherfuckin thing
All you tryna do is pull
Me in the fuckin ring
Ion do no business boy what
The hell you think
Pass it to Lil Snappy boy
I might need a drink

Pass it to Lil Snappy boy I
Think I need a drink
Passing to Lil Snappy now he
Getting him his drink
I say what I want
I don't really like to think
VVS on me because I like the way they bling
Looking at my fingers all you
Fucking see is rings
Rolling up in style
Hopping out the limousine
Hopping the track
Boy I'm joining up the team
Bitch I be a rapper I ain't never gonna sing
Bitches only worried bout the zodiac
What they talkin bout I think it's only that
It's been a little while
But i'm coming back
I ain't fazed by nobody can you handle that
They be tryna cancel man I think they wack
Ain't done nothing wrong they
Just wanna fight
Stirring up some shit man they hella wack
Coming out on top man you know that's right
Money coming in
Now I'm stacking up my paper
I ain't help nobody
I ain't be doing no favors
Never gon be basic I like
My shit to have flavor
RIP to kobe now we talkin bout the lakers
RIP 2020, bitch i'll see you later
Year was hella shit
It ain't gonna be my favorite
Wish I could go back when the
Days were way more basic
Just a little kid playing on my playstation

You like the way that my flows switch
Always clean boy you know it
Always humble don't show shit
But I flex my shit like a show bitch
Pedal thrashing, ain't slowing
Go get the bag and I go win
Got to stay on track and not fuck up
Boy I'm going straight and I won't spin
Acting like you know crap
But you saying shit and it's wrong
I'm always gon speak fax
And I'm speaking it in this song
Hate slow so I ride fast
That's why I never take long
Do good and I do bad
But I try not to do wrong

Nothing you do will faze me
I don't really care what you say
Not trying to be a big rapper
I just like to come play
Music it be hella fun and
It keep me thinking straight
Now i'm on the move and I won't stop
Nothing gets in my way
(Bitch)

The world is getting worse and worse
So I’m spitting verse to verse
So I will be remembered when I’m in my hearse
And my message will be spread to the universe
Slitface when U listening
You gon see me quite interesting but
Keep a blade on me crippling
If u try to run up on me
Don’t u dare fucking flee
Or u gon get stabbed for free
Get sting like a bee
While ur getting hung on a palm tree
Blood on my nikes, slitface is an entity
Fucking killing my enemies
Blood drippin like Hennessy
There’s no way you can better me
That’s a guarantee and I’m with my team
Fucking dramaposse I’m d-e-a-d bitch

(d-e-a-d bitch, yuh)

I am a demon a son of a serpent leave
You in the dirt wit your body parts burnin
There's no returning
Bullets in your body see yo ass squirmin
I am disturbing
Concerning that i am just learning
Chilling in the shadows bitch i'm lurking i
Was born in this world for murkin
Killin that bitch and i collect my earnings
Speed away onto the street bitch im swervin
You know who i am you know I am urban
I see you again and it might get disturbing
I might be a servant I might be a sermon
Blood on the floor and I
Got yo face carved-in
I walk with a blade
So don’t ask for fades
I am not afraid
To stomp out ur brain
I’ve been betrayed
But I have been alone for the past decade
So I don’t feel pain
At this point I’m numb
The pain in my brain that I try to contain
Fuck it makes me insane
I lurk in the dark so u can’t hear a sound
I’m burying bodies all over the town
The satanic killa
The thrilla
He drinking ur blood like hard liquor
Aim the gun at his head
And then pulling the trigger
Look at the ground as the
Blood stain gets gets bigger
Upside down crucifix
Put next to the body not new to this
Slitface a lunatic
Pulling out knives and shit
Walk with a scythe lil bitch
Okay

Blood dripping off my fucking
Fangs and my lips
Don’t trip
Or u gonna end up bullets in you hip
Pistol grip
Pistol whip
916 shit

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