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[Intro: ZillaKami]
(Yung Germ)
Yeah
[Chorus: ZillaKami & SosMula]
All these kitties better run for the hills (Okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (So what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat
Dog, dog, dog, repeat
All these kitties better run for the hills (Okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (So what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat
Dog, dog, dog, repeat (Sleezy)
[Verse: SosMula & ZillaKami]
Big dawg shittin' on your kitty litter (Fuck outta here)
Big racks, ain't no penny pincher (Mula)
Get clapped when the semi hit ya (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
If that, I'm a Henny-mixer (Sleezy, Sleezy)
Zig zag, I'm a Bеntley drifter (Skrrt, skrrt)
Big MAC, trigger fingеr itcher (Boom)
Hit that like I'm throwin', pitcher (Boom)
Big mad 'cause they know I'm richer (Sleezy)
Roadrunner, better run for the hill (Fuck outta here)
Whole summer, I'm the king of the hill (Sleezy)
Cold Summers, I be runnin' from chills (No-no)
Six feet, put your bro under, I be swingin' the steel (Yeah, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
(Yung Germ)
Yeah
[Chorus: ZillaKami & SosMula]
All these kitties better run for the hills (Okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (So what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat
Dog, dog, dog, repeat
All these kitties better run for the hills (Okay)
Death cult, we don't empathize with your feels (So what's up?)
Rip, rest, kill, eat
Dog, dog, dog, repeat (Sleezy)
[Verse: SosMula & ZillaKami]
Big dawg shittin' on your kitty litter (Fuck outta here)
Big racks, ain't no penny pincher (Mula)
Get clapped when the semi hit ya (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
If that, I'm a Henny-mixer (Sleezy, Sleezy)
Zig zag, I'm a Bеntley drifter (Skrrt, skrrt)
Big MAC, trigger fingеr itcher (Boom)
Hit that like I'm throwin', pitcher (Boom)
Big mad 'cause they know I'm richer (Sleezy)
Roadrunner, better run for the hill (Fuck outta here)
Whole summer, I'm the king of the hill (Sleezy)
Cold Summers, I be runnin' from chills (No-no)
Six feet, put your bro under, I be swingin' the steel (Yeah, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
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