Pussy, pussy boy, back up off me 'fore you bleed
Pussy, pussy boy, back up off me 'fore you bleed
Back up off me 'fore you bleed
[Verse 1: LIL CUT THROAT]
I got gorillas that surround me, bitch, I'm Caesar
They know what I'm 'bout, that boy out the south, forever I'm grieving
Pussy, pussy boy back up off me before you bleed
We them crooks, bitch, I'm taking what I'm needing
Rule number one, I'm never shitting where I'm sleeping
Think you the one, but I'm the one that they call Jesus
Made masterpieces, left the country, stamped some visas
This now my kingdom, put my flag up then I'm leaving, rest in pieces
[Bridge: LIL OOZING]
Fuckboy pull up, fuckboy pull up
Fuckboy pull up, fuckboy pull up!
[Verse 2: LIL OOZING]
Fuckboy pull up with a pistol gripped, ay, hold up
Lil' bitch, what the fuck you think this is?
This ain't a game, we ain't playing, this is it
Those fangs in your throat's range, boy, get a grip
Shadow expanding without a cloud in the sky
A black spot where the sun once was
It's that full mooned, bulletproof goon looming in a tomb
Chewing up someone's buzz
Never releasing the doves, keep 'em locked up and let 'em rot
Let the whole flock gather in a spot
There's a hole marked "rather end a plot" flooded with bugs
The blood that floods us, pools at the root of the crop
[Intro: LIL CUT THROAT] Pussy, pussy boy, back up off me 'fore you bleed Pussy, pussy boy, back up off me 'fore you bleed Back up off me 'fore you bleed [Verse 1: LIL CUT THROAT] I got gorillas that surround me, bitch, I'm Caesar They know what I'm 'bout, that boy out the south, forever I'm grieving Pussy, pussy boy back up off me before you bleed We them crooks, bitch, I'm taking what I'm needing Rule number one, I'm never shitting where I'm sleeping Think you the one, but I'm the one that they call Jesus Made masterpieces, left the country, stamped some visas This now my kingdom, put my flag up then I'm leaving, rest in pieces [Bridge: LIL OOZING] Fuckboy pull up, fuckboy pull up Fuckboy pull up, fuckboy pull up! [Verse 2: LIL OOZING] Fuckboy pull up with a pistol gripped, ay, hold up Lil' bitch, what the fuck you think this is? This ain't a game, we ain't playing, this is it Those fangs in your throat's range, boy, get a grip Shadow expanding without a cloud in the sky A black spot where the sun once was It's that full mooned, bulletproof goon looming in a tomb Chewing up someone's buzz Never releasing the doves, keep 'em locked up and let 'em rot Let the whole flock gather in a spot There's a hole marked "rather end a plot" flooded with bugs The blood that floods us, pools at the root of the crop Explain Request ×
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