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honey, im home - ghost and pals

GHOST AND PALS ━ PERFECT NOTHING

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Less Than Three - Ricardo Autobahn Remix [ SPED UP ]

Bust

say u gon kill me boa u funny u needa do stand up

Percatric - O method (dvdraxed + sippinblood + higher)

I could take off  a Yung nigga, dumb nigga what n  tf do I look like wit reps,
 n yo gun tryna hurt yoself, 
you ain't gotta gun u betta come correct
 ima yung neck takein exspert,, 

yeah Yung nigga she comin correct

she gon gimmi good jaw if her neck hurt, yeah yung nigga she comin correct,

n I might just take that offer, slime me a nigga I'm steppin on necks,

n we both know how I'm comin nigga, so look up to a nigga correct,

n uk that ud spill a officer, nigga again, ion trust yo set,

I been outside upping on chilren upping on folks ion  break no sweat

I been outside gunning civilians Killin ya opps n I'm dragging they set,

ion eva rock out wit no safety got a fully safety ona fuckin tech,

ion een pop out wit no lady, straight up blickin oh he dead

like tech 9

bullets drill thru his body it's tech time,

I been playing so foul ima get mine,

n I'm up n the streets smokin dead guys,

n I stay wit my pole yeah u dead right,

ima leak em,

u know my body I hold ona seeker

she ASTROnomic she suck Like a geeker

smokin bubonic that chronic gon beat her

feelin like diddy the way ima beat her

bag her up bag her up toss n mistreat her

bitch ima animal, scarface the teacher,
she wanna fuck wit the gang, suck the leader,

I pour some med n a damn turkey litter,

she got some cakes she got cheeks ima beat her


bubble butt she a tsunami I need her 



n if I catch you nigga ima kidnap u nigga ima kill you nigga on Reese

cus I know u bois is fed so I can't just up u gon call the police,

ima needa take yo shoes for trophies nigga I'm talkin yo sneaks

ima needa precious lock of hair nigga for the book where the dead people speak,

ima send his blood thru the air spraying over walls leave em n the creek,

I been waiting 2 catch that stain, Treat em like a fish wit no catch n release,

no she'll catcher on this smithy nigga but I put some bags on my feet,

ima yung nigga steppin n blood,

n I'm huntin for you as u speak 


nigga aint no time ona get back,

ima make u feel safe then I get back,

leave some hot n yo body no way back,

yo whole squad ain't gon know bout the way back,

u gon poof disappear n a Maybach,

missin,

milk Cartin like them chilren

I been countin
the days till I up n get em, 

leave him dead they said he missin

u gon poof disappear n a Maybach,

missin,

milk Cartin like them

I could take off  a Yung nigga, dumb nigga what n  tf do I look like wit reps,
 n yo gun tryna hurt yoself, 
you ain't gotta gun u betta come correct
 ima yung neck takein exspert,, 

yeah Yung nigga she comin correct

she gon gimmi good jaw if her neck hurt, yeah yung nigga she comin correct,

n I might just take that offer, slime me a nigga I'm steppin on necks,

n we both know how I'm comin nigga, so look up to a nigga correct,

n uk that ud spill a officer, nigga again, ion trust yo set,