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[XXXTENTACION]
Hey, check my resumé
To Bass be the glory
My ******** go hard eight
True facts, ayy ayy
Check my clock, I can't stop
******** around, make my 40 pop
No Popcaan, I pop pistols
Revenge my body, clothing no issue
Makes you look sick, you need a tissue
You drop a body, I just might bless you
I'm ********ual, no high cholesterol
Where Jenny Craig? ******** let's get ***ual
[Bass Santana]
Why the ******** I'd ever lie?
******** ******** bet that pistol part of your disguise
I could see it in your eyes
Runnin' from the reaper, ******** I'm not afraid to die
******** creepin' on my line
Got my main upset, these hoes I ****** and left behind
Need at least two at a time
Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my ********' mind
Instigatin's why I don't trust these ********
Two-faced and lame ass ********
******** for fame fake hitta
I ain't never seen squad wit' ya
I don't need a savior ******** the faith
Cop myself an ounce and work the weight
Seen the Babylon around the way
Who the ******** they catchin'? Not today
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus
Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
[Coolie Cut]
Hit 'em with the ********' tec
Hit 'em where it hurt, ******** make it work
I'ma make her squirt, ******** I do dirt
******** I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth
Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse
Gotta finish first, I just did my first
Protect me from my curse
[Kin$oul]
******** I put in work, spittin' with a curse
Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth?
Sell you to a merch, I just wanna ********
I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt?
Cha cha slide, all in that ********
How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie
Body lookin' good, when you dress in Gucci
Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty
[Bass Santana]
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus
Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
Hey, check my resumé
To Bass be the glory
My ******** go hard eight
True facts, ayy ayy
Check my clock, I can't stop
******** around, make my 40 pop
No Popcaan, I pop pistols
Revenge my body, clothing no issue
Makes you look sick, you need a tissue
You drop a body, I just might bless you
I'm ********ual, no high cholesterol
Where Jenny Craig? ******** let's get ***ual
[Bass Santana]
Why the ******** I'd ever lie?
******** ******** bet that pistol part of your disguise
I could see it in your eyes
Runnin' from the reaper, ******** I'm not afraid to die
******** creepin' on my line
Got my main upset, these hoes I ****** and left behind
Need at least two at a time
Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my ********' mind
Instigatin's why I don't trust these ********
Two-faced and lame ass ********
******** for fame fake hitta
I ain't never seen squad wit' ya
I don't need a savior ******** the faith
Cop myself an ounce and work the weight
Seen the Babylon around the way
Who the ******** they catchin'? Not today
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus
Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
[Coolie Cut]
Hit 'em with the ********' tec
Hit 'em where it hurt, ******** make it work
I'ma make her squirt, ******** I do dirt
******** I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth
Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse
Gotta finish first, I just did my first
Protect me from my curse
[Kin$oul]
******** I put in work, spittin' with a curse
Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth?
Sell you to a merch, I just wanna ********
I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt?
Cha cha slide, all in that ********
How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie
Body lookin' good, when you dress in Gucci
Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty
[Bass Santana]
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus
Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
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[00:00.00][XXXTENTACION] [00:02.62]Hey, check my resumé [00:03.61]To Bass be the glory [00:05.02]My ******** go hard eight [00:07.36]True facts, ayy ayy [00:14.39]Check my clock, I can't stop [00:16.06]******** around, make my 40 pop [00:18.00]No Popcaan, I pop pistols [00:19.98]Revenge my body, clothing no issue [00:21.70]Makes you look sick, you need a tissue [00:23.73]You drop a body, I just might bless you [00:25.49]I'm ********ual, no high cholesterol [00:27.19]Where Jenny Craig? ******** let's get ***ual [00:29.08][Bass Santana] [00:29.33]Why the ******** I'd ever lie? [00:30.79]******** ******** bet that pistol part of your disguise [00:32.64]I could see it in your eyes [00:34.40]Runnin' from the reaper, ******** I'm not afraid to die [00:36.48]******** creepin' on my line [00:37.78]Got my main upset, these hoes I ****** and left behind [00:39.87]Need at least two at a time [00:41.35]Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my ********' mind [00:43.67]Instigatin's why I don't trust these ******** [00:45.86]Two-faced and lame ass ******** [00:47.68]******** for fame fake hitta [00:49.48]I ain't never seen squad wit' ya [00:51.15]I don't need a savior ******** the faith [00:53.27]Cop myself an ounce and work the weight [00:54.97]Seen the Babylon around the way [00:56.57]Who the ******** they catchin'? Not today [00:58.51]Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus [01:01.83]Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window [01:05.87]Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin' [01:09.65]Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons [01:13.26][Coolie Cut] [01:13.62]Hit 'em with the ********' tec [01:14.84]Hit 'em where it hurt, ******** make it work [01:16.52]I'ma make her squirt, ******** I do dirt [01:18.30]******** I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth [01:20.31]Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse [01:21.80]Gotta finish first, I just did my first [01:23.79]Protect me from my curse [01:25.34][Kin$oul] [01:27.99]******** I put in work, spittin' with a curse [01:30.00]Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth? [01:31.81]Sell you to a merch, I just wanna ******** [01:33.72]I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt? [01:35.73]Cha cha slide, all in that ******** [01:37.38]How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie [01:39.26]Body lookin' good, when you dress in Gucci [01:41.00]Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty [01:42.69][Bass Santana] [01:42.86]Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus [01:46.53]Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window [01:50.11]Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin' [01:54.17]Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
