Death grips
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Bubbles buried in this jungle
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Oh, bitch try to creep like ivy
Oh, now ivy dont like me
Candle gone out, ignite my horns aglow
Let a vet rap a bullet through your buttonhole
Youre making me uncomfortable
Slumber terror my cavalry
Sandman point you down to me
Hesh made make the rest stiff atrophy
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck
Act accordingly, I got a quota
High noon smoke-rings, no high-rollers
Brought your forecast and a shovel
Bubbles buried in this jungle
Bubbles buried in this jungle
Bubbles buried in this jungle
Polar jungle frozen punters
All my sculptures look so flustered
Code swallow dick, go get your boss
Security turn green cause I never floss
Fuck everything or I up the cost
Lack pedigree, my index push pause
Notch cant talk, Im smearing mute
Dont have shit locked, I hear the proof
Petty formula never amuses me
Fuck if I ever let a bitch get used to me
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck weak, no respect, no chance
Wick-wick, cease and desist when I chant
Fuck
Writers: ANDREW MORIN , ZACHARY CHARLES HILL , STEFAN CORBIN BURNETT
Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
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