Lil KK on the track
Bro, what the f#ck?
Mwah
f#ck- f#ck this sh#t dawg
ARE YOU EVEN A f#ckING HUMAN?
I got a pizza in the oven!
f#ck YOUR PIZZA
CUT A HOLE IN IT AND f#ck THE PEPPERONIS
Hahahahahhahaha
b#tch, you think I fumbled up?
Nah, never
You think you do it good?
b#tch, I do it f#ckin better
Like Go Go Gadget
b#tch, I’m magic
I might poof yo b#tch away
Ain’t it tragic?
f#ck you faggot
I’ma let the iron spray
b#tch, you think I fumbled up?
Nah, never
You think you do it good?
b#tch, I do it f#ckin better
Like Go Go Gadget
b#tch, I’m magic
I might poof yo b#tch away
Ain’t it tragic?
f#ck you faggot
I’ma let the iron spray
Toyin with yo life
b#tch, lets make a bet, yuh
You won’t live tonight
I’ll take off yo head, yuh
I might take a knife
Paint the walls red, yuh
I might take yo wife
And f#ck her in yo bed, yuh
You know that I’m talkin
So why don’t you shut up?
Don’t put ‘em in coffins
I grind ‘em and roll up
This sh#t got me coughin
That HXSS got me f#cked up
Kill ‘em like Boston
I bleed ‘em out, hol’ up
Talkin, you talkin, I’m not even hearin’ it
Jar up yo blood in the club and I’m smearin’ it
Sample his screams, and I’m not even clearin’ it
Get shot with a beam, off of meth and I’m feelin’ it
b#tch, you think I fumbled up?
Nah, never
You think you do it good?
b#tch, I do it f#ckin better
Like Go Go Gadget
b#tch, I’m magic
I might poof yo b#tch away
Ain’t it tragic?
f#ck you faggot
I’ma let the iron spray
b#tch, you think I fumbled up?
Nah, never
You think you do it good?
b#tch, I do it f#ckin better
Like Go Go Gadget
b#tch, I’m magic
I might poof yo b#tch away
Ain’t it tragic?
f#ck you faggot
I’ma let the iron spray
b#tch, you think that you a threat?
Don’t make me laugh
You a p#ss# boy, you know it
I might cut yo nuts in half
Talkin sh#t, now you friendly
I don’t want you on no track
Bottle up yo parents blood
And I’ll smear it on yo back
Yea, two-face m#th*rf#ck*r wanna know us
Pull up to yo b#tch and I’ll bust a f#ckin nut
Talkin that sh#t now he cryin for help
[He’s so fake!
b#tch, kill yourself
I dont give a f#ck about your mental health
I don’t really give a f#ck if you doin well
Bad b#tch in my crib lookin like Belle
Remember that boy?
Don’t ring a bell, lil’ b#tch
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Li’l Goldie Lyrics – SIGIL