atc apollo & atc erebus berserk! şarkı sözleri

AnimalTribeClub Apollo, right Yuh Head on a swivel I'm turnt F*ck around with me pussy bitch get murked, ay Get murked, ay Spilled blood on his shirt Put his face on a poster Now his momma's heart hurt, ay F*ck with me and pussy boy get murked (get murked) Party foul, spilled blood on his shirt, ay Put his face on a, on a Put his face on a poster now his momma heart hurt Smoke him and his homies Stingers got my fingers burnt I see red in reticles it makes me go berserk Konvict jeans doing dirty work Old money got stains Cause it came from the dirt Motherland f*ck the earth cause I'm a sick motherfucker Pop a Tesla, in a Tesla Might go grab another White bitch, ain't it fun, my dick all in her throat She gone choke I don't rap, I just bah Cause I know that I'm the goat They say cheese I say nah A rat don't got my vote He gone hang if he spoke (brrrr) Add a spoke to the slab For every Op that I toked Ain't Devito we ain't telling jokes (ha) Custom Alpina bespoke Exotic grain blood red oak Sub-zero in my veins Cause I'm dripping all this ice Catch them plotting what they scheming I'll go send them to the light Soap dropping on the floor Now they crying about they crime Looking about that time when suicide seems sublime I'm pushing P and throwing TNT You know it's on-site (yessir) I'm looking good you looking ugly In this western gunfight Making enemies, in Tel Aviv Turn that club to ignite She asked me for no rubber I can't lace her with my copyright (nah) I bent her over in my Bentley Smelling Fenty in her thighs Got that holy wet-wet Turned my sins baptized Tummy's upset, so I realigned her insides No surprises for my birthday Cause I'm strapped to survive and I'll Smoke him and his homies stinger's got my fingers burnt Off the purple haze Going Hendrix off the percs (what) Flipping bricks and selling sticks Turn that hobby to a biz' Now we smoke them like a stizz' And leave them bodies in a ditch Cause heads on a swivel like a turret (yessir) F*ck around with us bitch boy get murked (get murked) Hand full of matches, why the house burnt (what) I see red in flames and it makes me go Berserk, Berserk, Berserk
Sanatçı: ATC Apollo & ATC Erebus
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