Victory

Yeah turn this shit up
Fuck
Hey dude, that's not cool
Yeah, just stop
I said stop bitch
You little...

B-b-bitch I'm gonna cut you up
Just like a runt p-p-pup
And I dare you to b-b-blowup
Just checkup and clean up
Your mess, you press
Me against my will
And I will bill you for your chill pill
If you step out of line
I will break your motherfucking spine
So don't you fucking whine

You got yourself into this
Shit, man, I'm trying to piss
You off, you cough, and scoff
You disrespectful in my house
I douse gas, and shoot yo ass
Shove glass and pass you, bye
I-
Cannot believe you'd pull this shit
And it ain't it, not fit, and lit as fuck
You cuck, and huckin' and fuckin'
Your own mother, you stupid bother
You Hover and cover your stupid self
And Hang yourself up on that shelf
Well
That sounded angry
I'm sorry, and tardy, a hot safari
I didn't mean to offend
But defend myself, ascend, to befriend you

Look, I'm trying to level with you
But you're making it hard to
When you knew, and flew
Outta here
With your beer
And you cheer
For victory as you betray me
Enslave me
Delay me
Just Save me
You ignorant little slut
But
I'm trying to teach you a lesson
And lessen the past you have
Cut in halve, and push it into your brain
What are you trying to gain
Jumpin' off a train
On main
Street
Neat, as a sweet treat will cheat
On your test, do your best, and rest
Your little head
On your bed
And go ahead
As I bled
Out on the floor
You whore, you bore, oh Galore
1 2 3 4
How many times willI I bite
Your head off, of spite
Aight, knight in shining armor
You harbor, goin' farther, gettin' harder
To catch you
I shoot you
Criss cross, you

You little bitch
You think your fucking slick
Just stay still and lick
The barrel of the gun, don't run
BOOM BOOM BOOM
Done
How was that hun? It was fun
I won
Hah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh huh, yeah
I won
Hah



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Writer(s): Dominik Baird
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