WHOKILLEDXIX - THUMP lyrics

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WHOKILLEDXIX - THUMP lyrics

[Intro: Yung Skayda] Your eyes are so red, it's so cute B-B-Boxcutters [Verse 1: Karm The Tool] Just like a rocket, I’ma air it out fu*k you always talkin' 'bout some ni**as I don’t care about? Made him who he is so I could tear him down Now his whole squad comin' asking for his whereabouts I just put a pussy in my blunt, goddamn Heard your homie slump, fu*k, what a c*nt, goddamn She my lil' s*ut, say what's up, goddamn Type of ni**a slap my dick up on her tongue, goddamn Turned her up, she was in a rut, goddamn 'Cause her man too pussy to make her cum, goddamn Thought he heard a thump in the trunk, goddamn Th-Th-Th-Th-Thugs dumping the pump, goddamn Cash in the black Louis duffle bag And I can duff a chad if he wanna run the tag Cash in the black Louis duffle bag And I can duff a chad if he wanna run the tag I only know her by her first name Why you here in the first place? First day, shawty, can I get a first date? Last week was her birthday Hum drum, put a titty on my Glock Hit her kitty with a co*k, on God [Pre-Chorus: Karm The Tool] Just payed four-fifty for the watch Just watch how I do my lil' dance, on God [Chorus: Karm The Tool] Blast off in the space coupe Fitted cap on, I don't really need to face you Pussy, you an opp, you get lit up like a day Two pistols on my opp, make a fu*k ni**a pray Blast off in the space coupe Fitted cap on, I don't really need to face you Pussy, you an opp, you get lit up like a day Two pistols on my opp, make a fu*k ni**a pray [Verse 2: Yung Skayda] Racks, racks on me I can’t name a motherfu*ker fresh like me Y’all don't really say it with your chest like me Walk on by and they check, like sheesh Walk up on your ho, don’t ask what I'm on Two-step on your grave, ho's up in my phone I might do a feature for a dollar or like two Your girl getting hiccups 'cause she swallowing my goo fu*k up his business, I’m so acidic Smoking on shorts, yeah I wanna hit sh*t, boy, just admit it You mad that I did it, I'm glad that I did it Masked up, boy, you better back up Act up, you gon' get jacked up Ass up, shawty put that ass up Gas mask up 'cause we finna gas up [Pre-Chorus: Karm The Tool] Just paid fifteen-hundred for the watch, just watch Just watch, just watch how I'm on your block [Chorus: Karm The Tool & Yung Skayda] Blast off in the space coupe Fitted cap on, I don't really need to face you Pussy, you an opp, you get lit up like a day Two pistols on my opp, make a fu*k ni**a pray Blast off in the space coupe Fitted cap on, I don't really need to face you Pussy, you an opp, you get lit up like a day Two pistols on my opp, make a fu*k ni**a pray (Boxcutters)