
Anne Bonny Death Grips
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[Intro]
(Pirate)
[Chorus]
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit
[Bridge 1]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I called this dude a bitch
Yeah, I called this dude a bitch
Yeah, I called this dude a bitch
Why you have me do this shit
I done made a fuckin' mess
Lick it up you stupid bitch
Play some fuckin' music bitch
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real (Yeah)
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real (I'm on that)
[Verse 1]
My scabs under my fingernails
Can't help myself, don't wanna feel myself (Yeah)
Road kill slung over wicker wheelchair
X amount take me out, twenty minutes, I'm almost there
Enter high tide blank stare ripples rise
Count 'em frame by frame, edge of shore hog tied
Can't wait to fuck my brain, all I need to forget is today
Rip current pulls me down by open wounds on my lower legs
(Pirate)
[Chorus]
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit
[Bridge 1]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I called this dude a bitch
Yeah, I called this dude a bitch
Yeah, I called this dude a bitch
Why you have me do this shit
I done made a fuckin' mess
Lick it up you stupid bitch
Play some fuckin' music bitch
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real (Yeah)
I'm on that v, on that yellow pill shit
Fuck the deal is, fuck, kill, steal shit, fuck real (I'm on that)
[Verse 1]
My scabs under my fingernails
Can't help myself, don't wanna feel myself (Yeah)
Road kill slung over wicker wheelchair
X amount take me out, twenty minutes, I'm almost there
Enter high tide blank stare ripples rise
Count 'em frame by frame, edge of shore hog tied
Can't wait to fuck my brain, all I need to forget is today
Rip current pulls me down by open wounds on my lower legs
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