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Killmebitch Video (MV)




Performed By: Gloomy
Length: 1:45
Written by: Connor Donnachie




Gloomy - Killmebitch Lyrics




Pussy boy, what you saying I'ma swing shit, aye
Talking shit catch blade in your throat bitch, aye
I don't run, I don't pussy out like you bitch, aye
You got a f*cking problem I dare you take a swing bitch, aye

While you out looking for me I just f*ck your bitch
Catch a dick in her throat, I just hit and quit
Run me up pussy boy I don't take shit
Don't got a strap, choke you out, real evil shit

Feel your soul leave your body I'm loving this
Don't need no drugs, I'm insane, bloody fist
Tats on me, chain choker looking hella lit
Emo bitches ride my dick, pop her top esket

Say my f*cking name again
I'll cut you f*cker, dice you up again

Stab him, f*ck him up
I'll run your body through the f*cking streets a-hanging, yeah

Your bitch be like Toga crazy knife, blood sucking bitch
Drag you through the dirt, call you crazy, yeah take a hit

Pussy boy, what you saying I'ma swing shit, aye
Talking shit catch blade in your throat bitch, aye
I don't run, I don't pussy out like you bitch, aye
You got a f*cking problem I dare you take a swing bitch, aye
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Pussy boy, what you saying I'ma swing shit, aye
Talking shit catch blade in your throat bitch, aye
I don't run, I don't pussy out like you bitch, aye
You got a f*cking problem I dare you take a swing bitch, aye

While you out looking for me I just f*ck your bitch
Catch a dick in her throat, I just hit and quit
Run me up pussy boy I don't take shit
Don't got a strap, choke you out, real evil shit

Feel your soul leave your body I'm loving this
Don't need no drugs, I'm insane, bloody fist
Tats on me, chain choker looking hella lit
Emo bitches ride my dick, pop her top esket

Say my f*cking name again
I'll cut you f*cker, dice you up again

Stab him, f*ck him up
I'll run your body through the f*cking streets a-hanging, yeah

Your bitch be like Toga crazy knife, blood sucking bitch
Drag you through the dirt, call you crazy, yeah take a hit

Pussy boy, what you saying I'ma swing shit, aye
Talking shit catch blade in your throat bitch, aye
I don't run, I don't pussy out like you bitch, aye
You got a f*cking problem I dare you take a swing bitch, aye
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Writer: Connor Donnachie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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