Fight Club (Psychosis) Scrim

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[Intro]
Pull the trigger Budd Dwyer
Hahahahahaha

[Verse 1]
Choking up a fuckboy neck, yeah
Ripping his eyes out his skull
Tell me who tryna flex next, bitch?
Seeing red like a wild bull
Coming in and takin' your bitch, yeah
Make that hoe split on my dick, yeah
Hit that bitch lickety-split, yeah
Young Sweet Jones be the pimp, yeah
Chopper wanna get ya' ass knocked off (Yeah, yeah)
Coming with the axe like a Choctaw (Yeah, yeah)
Blowing big smoke like a Rasta (Yeah, yeah)
Slicky the fucking Don Dada (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I can't keep my Glock tucked, yeah
Every day, bitch, holler bust, yeah
Insane, I done went nuts, yeah
Drain his blood out in a tub, bitch
Fuck who? Fuck you!
Fuck who? Fuck you!
Fuck who? Fuck you!
Fuck who? Fuck you!

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