Selfmxdebless, BVSSRVXX & DVFVLT...

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[Intro]
DVFVLT
 
[Verse 1: Selfmxdebless]
SFB clicking like a fat mouse
Medicine bullets comin' rad out to yo' sad house
Gnash down, kill a pornstar, eat her ass out
I slipped my dick on accident and put it in her fat mouth
Avalanche turning to a rave when we in it
Pussy, mind ya' business, finish pickin' up yo' chicken
Slicker than a bickered triggered prick in the building
All my niggas really with it, got the big sticks in the kitchen
Suck on my dick 'til it bust like a coke bottle
Choke on her pussy, kiss that hoe tomorrow
Must they bring some more sorrows
Moonshine livin' in my guts like it pays rent
Facing amazing missions on the pavement
She be lookin' finer than a fake clit, fake bitch
She got booty, she got hips, she got thighs, she got tits
Lick up her body quick, 'til her filter gon' be flipped
On my tip, let it rip, like a beyblade split, bitch
Come dance on my lap, with no pants on yo' back
Slap that ass when you sat
Yack-yack, spittin' crap-crap from this Mac-Mac
Bullets bigger than Big Mack
Push a nigga through his hat, hack, uh
Call all my hittas to the tracks, like a race
Outta place, outer space, I be higher than a state, ayy
I be brighter than the heavens, cross eyes, Christian settings
Deep in sinning, it's a headache, so come twerk it on a brethren, uh
 
[Verse 2: BVSSRVXX]
SFB clicking in like a website
I be countin' blessings in the night, just get Bless right
Drop down on the floor, show what you do
Show off your moves, we is really acting fools
That lil' hoe be thicker than a snicker
Got blue bands inside of my pants, pricey figures
My bitch got cake like a plate, eating great
Drop it down to the floor, get the movements outta place, uh
Bounce, bounce, bounce all around, basketball
Throw hands on her waist, the way she dance made me fall
She wan' call, invitin' me over to her crib
Shawty from Cambodia, she got some thick hips
I'm countin' blessings, all my niggas eating good
We be in the streets, give a fuck about ya' hood
Moonshine livin' in my guts like it pays bills
She wan' dance on my lap, telling me to sit still
 
[Beat Switch]
 
[Verse 3: Selfmxdebless]
I don't give a fuck what you is
Only one I trust is God and my skulls with the poles
Tug on my bones like yo' body's dug up
Put on a hand on my loved ones, yo' house set on fire, burning yo' wires
Furnace getting crazy, gainin' more lotta mire
Might make you pregnant on paper, have triplets
Outta sight, catch a case, you small like a midget, uh
I'ma send shots like a school shooter
Keep a blue tooth up if they tryna connect me like a Bluetooth
Fuck a new coupe, fuck a new jewel
All you loose coons gettin' stomped by my new boots, uh
Now I'm on timin' with this shit
Kick multiple times at yo' head 'til you quit
Now I'm ending your lives with the banana split
Got a bigger stick, bigger stick, how you like to figure quick? Ah
I don't give a damn what they think
Make a nigga do a dance, have the nigga doin' splits
Rip a nigga big head off by my nails on my finger tips
Drip a lil' blood from that body, I'm sicker with the pen, uh
Now I'm really itching to crash out
Fuckin' with the mask out, fuckin' up yo' ass now
Tell me what to do, slap yo' bitch ass face
You a demon actin' human, and a damn disgrace to your race
Suck a nigga bitch like a sucker nigga, bitch
Motherfucker, you gon' pucker up them lips if you snitch
Stitch a body, Afghani smoke you out like a cig'
I'm a dog with the words, got a lot of chords, make a wish
Do you wanna play dumb?
Wipe my nuts on yo' grave, after that, say nun'
SFB cookin' like a kitchen
Water whippin' up the lyrics that we spittin'
Spinnin' niggas with the image, bitch, ah
 
[Verse 4: BVSSRVXX]
Got a new bitch on my lap
Trust in my skulls that we'll forever last
Must you wanna play? We're the ones that's fast
And we takin' over rap, cry harder, you're trash
BVSSRVXX really get to snappin' like a picture
You say that's your bitch, why she ain't with ya'?
Don't talk on the skulls or you'll forget yo' figures
Turn you from a mister to a sister, uh, uh
Get you hammered like it's liquor
Have these bullets flash you like a camera real sicker
Look, I have God, but my finger on the trigger
Take your ass to the depths if you tryna hit a licka'
Ticka-tocka, rocka-clocka
I don't need a Rollie, I just need a choppa
To kill all these demons, havin' fun with the oppas
And we stoppas, make them boys soft like floppas
Cop another bag of the skull dollars
All the money green like marijuana
Drop a new tape then I'm gainin' more guap
Bullets make him speak Japanese, ”ごめんあさい"
If she wanna click with the skulls, tell her “はい”, "はい”
Put yo' trust in us, we might change your life
I could put more bands on yo' waist 'til you look like a glittered looking fish alive
Get him stickered like a sticker, oh, my
Spanish bitch like my fit, oh, my
Hola, mi amor, shake it down to the floor
Margarita added just much more spice
SFB cooking like we Gordon
All yo' music borin', really get to scorin'
Really get to scornin' with my skullys
If he tryna be a bully, I'ma beat him like I'm Sully, nigga, boom
 
[Outro]
DVFVLT

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