Kishore Kumar Hits

Dabwoykd - Sick Of It şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Dabwoykd

albüm: Sick Of It


Buss that whap at his ligament
Talk on my name
Fuck that now I'm sick of it
If I bore mans chest I'm hitting it chinging it
Tear his flesh I'm getting rid of him
When I bruk that whap call me diligent
Wind down the window aim
Now I'm militant
Holl on wait
Fling out my shoulder buss like I'm gizzling
Buss that whap at his ligament
Talk on my name
Fuck that now I'm sick of it
If I bore mans chest I'm hitting it chinging it
Tear his flesh I'm getting rid of him
When I bruk that whap call me diligent
Wind down the window aim
Now I'm militant
Holl on wait
Fling out my shoulder buss like I'm gizzling
It's a scary sight like insidious if you run
I'll shout out aii aii aii
Stab man straight in his eye
Now he looks like fetty but a hole in eye eye
Pierce his flesh till he cries
I'll shoot after dem like boom bye bye
Smash mans head like ice
I'll leave his skull to scatter like dice
I'm tryna get this bread no loafing
Try act up you can hold dis poking
Get split into two like I'm combing
Part his wig put a line where his dome is
Put the light to his head tryna let ring like movis don't start moaning
Imma bore mans head in again and again and yu know this no time for jokings
You can look at my wrist watch look at the time
It's time to leave him red like lip gloss
Imma pop mans belly like Rick Ross
Tiktok I already made poundz of tiktok
Swing my left hand tryna bruk mans spinal
Swing my right hand mek him cry like Milo
Put him on screens cah he warn be viral
Shank a man up Mek him scream them high notes
Bruking the whap im filling it kicking it
Rip his flesh cos I'm sick of it
Wen I back my flicks I'm
Flicking it chinging it open chests like I'm drilling it
When Jump on da beat I'm killing it
Bad one says dat I'm cold she's feeling it
Wen I buss in her mouth I'm filling it haha
Pass to mate now he's drilling it
Buss that whap at his ligament
Talk on my name
Fuck that now I'm sick of it
If I bore mans chest I'm hitting it chinging it
Tear his flesh I'm getting rid of him
When I bruk that whap call me diligent
Wind down the window aim
Now I'm militant
Holl on wait
Fling out shoulder buss like I'm gizzling
Buss that whap at his ligament
Talk on my name
Fuck that now I'm sick of it
If I bore mans chest I'm hitting it chinging it
Tear his flesh I'm getting rid of him
When I bruk that whap call me diligent
Wind down the window aim
Now I'm militant
Holl on wait
Fling out shoulder buss like I'm gizzling
Chop ah man up like Goldberg
Push my shank in his neck so his throat hurts
How can you talk on ma name you done no work
Bore mans head and his chest with co work
Chop ah man up like Goldberg
Push my shank in his neck so his throat hurts
How can you talk on ma name you done no work
Bore mans head and his chest with co work
Buss that whap at his ligament
Rip his flesh cos I swear I'm sick of it
Imma swing my hand when I'm Dipping it
Drilling it
Bore mans neck and get rid of him
When I bruk that whap call me diligent
Wind down the window aim
Now I'm militant
Holl on wait
Fling out shoulder buss like I'm gizzling
If I lean and cock it and lock it and blast that whap from my shoulder
In a four door rover
Put him in a ball like boba
Now he's up in a coma
Open up his chest like a folder
Smash his head and again with a boulder
If it's not with a Boulder burn like smoulder
I'll come back again like a scolder
Buss that whap at his ligament
Talk on my name
Fuck that now I'm sick of it
If I bore mans chest I'm hitting it chinging it
Tear his flesh I'm getting rid of him
When I bruk that whap call me diligent
Wind down the window aim now I'm militant
Holl on wait
Fling out shoulder buss like I'm gizzling

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