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VYTHE - Guckfod ##

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Intro
No lives matter!

Verse 1
Yes sir, I keep a final I can't motherfucking lie
She got on mascara but I still bust in her eye
Let it fucking rip I put your bitch ass in the sky
She told me she liked me so I told the bitch to die, like
How the fuck can I love a bitch when I don't love myself?

Verse 2
Bullets pierce you like a ❲?❳ clip right on my belt
Feed that dumbass bitch my fucking dick and now she's tapping out
Screaming on the track so niggas hear just what I'm rapping 'bout
I can't fuck no stank ass hoe, I pick my pussy like a fuckin' bachelor uh

Verse 3
❲?❳
She just devoured up all of my kids and you know it but keep coming back to her, uh
You hitting that pussy second but I hit it first so I guess I'm not passing her, uh

Verse 4
Niggas talking all that rah-rah but ain't bout that!
Boy just shut your fucking mouth before you get your neck snapped
Stacking bitches like it's fucking ❲?❳ bitch I got ❲?❳
This ain't even ❲?❳ bitch you know it's fucking Loudpack!

Outro
Yuh!
Ayyy, ay
 
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