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f..ck U Bitch I Wanna B Alone Lyrics


Bleood f..ck U Bitch I Wanna B Alone

[Intro]
Should I really change, or what?
Are you ready, bruh? 'Cause I don't even know if I'm ready
You ready, twin?
H-h-holy shit

[Chorus]
Yeah, ho, I like being alone (Bih'), I like des Garçons (Bih'-bih')
Rock out, Rolling Stones (Bih'-bih'), snuff 'em, boy got pwned
A six-liter, I'm fin' pour up
She connect to this dick wit' no modem
Wit' clan, pop out and they know us
I-I-I'm poppin' my shit like a soda
I'm a rascal, she on her knees, I ain't a pastor
Why this white ho call me master? I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal
Hellcat kitty purring, we gon' catch you
We got heavy metal like Pantera
I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal

[Verse 1]
Yeah, she do everything I say
I got chidori, don't get sprayed, uh
All this paparazzi in my face
I got six paths like a sage
Huh, cannibal, I want the brain
Leave his white tee with blood stain
Ho, you don't like me, okay
A-all I rock is Hedi Slimane

[Chorus]
I'm a r-r-rascal, she on her knees, I ain't a pa-pastor
Why this white ho call me ma-master? I'm a rascal, I'm a r-rascal
Hellcat kitty purring, we gon' c-catch you
We got heavy metal like Pant-tera
I'm a rascal, I'm a r-rascal, I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal

[Verse 2]
Hop out the Benz, I don't want f..ck, but I f..ck wit' your friend, huh, bla
And I got the glam, her pussy pink, but she got a tan, bih', bih'
These niggas switch up, they trans, up fifty bands and did it again, bih', bih'
These niggas switch up, they trans, I need an M, and that's just to spend, huh
Waaw, cut off my head, fill 'em wit lead, my money on sped, uh, waaw
Queen in my bed, walk in, it's messy, drip made a mess, huh, waaw
I am a monster, came from the dirt, the bugs my friends, huh, waaw
I hit up Belle Delphine and told her that twin tryna see what it is, huh

[Chorus]
Yeah, ho, I like being alone (Bih'), I like des Garçons (Bih'-bih')
Rock out, Rolling Stones (Bih'-bih'), snuff 'em, boy got pwned
A six-liter, I'm fin' pour up
She connect to this dick wit' no modem
Wit' clan, pop out and they know us
I-I-I'm poppin' my shit like a soda
I'm a rascal, she on her knees, I ain't a pastor
Why this white ho call me master? I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal
Hellcat kitty purring, we gon' catch you
We got heavy metal like Pantera
I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal, huh
Yeah, ho, I like being alone (Bih'), I like des Garçons (Bih'-bih')
Rock out, rolling stone (Bih'-bih'), snuff 'em, boy got pwned
A six-liter, I'm fin' pour up
She connect to this dick wit' no modem
Wit' clan, pop out and they know us
I-I-I'm poppin' my shit like a soda
I'm a rascal, she on her knees, I ain't a pastor
Why this white ho call me master? I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal
Hellcat kitty purring, we gon' catch you
We got heavy metal like Pantera
I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal, I'm a rascal

[Outro]
Hahahahahahahahahahaha, hahahahahahahahahahahah, hahahahaha
T-t-t-try not to die on the way to the end (Wow)
T-t-try not—


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