Lyrics DBLE_T – Press F To Pay Respects

Press F To Pay Respects Lyrics – DBLE_T

Singer: DBLE_T
Title: Press F To Pay Respects

Better press F
Pay my respects
You can wear vest but I’m coming for necks
Come from the country of Downton but more like The Guest

Dan Stevens, go beast, leave you bleedin’ rose red
Imma go demon, there’s no reason why
Heat like a fever, go hot as July
You want a feature, then I can supply

Sigourney Weaver, I’ll carry you guys
Imma go Ripley, believe it or not
Sailing on spaceship like an astronaut
I’m flowin’ slippery, you flowin’ blood clot

Hit all my targеts like rocket aim bot
I’m hitting crits like my rockеts are blitzed, you a maggot to soldier so get blown to bits
Amateur pricks, wear your ghastly gibus, constant cappin’ like slap heads, you live off that sh#t, ayy
Woah, please get the f#ck out my face

Polite and white family tree, yeah
But I know that they’d catch a case
This go 400 degrees
Juveniles up in this place

Moshpit might leave so debris
We be up floatin’ to space
I feel the rumble of bass
sh#t like a drug ‘cus I’m feeling it shake through my veins

This sh#t I embrace, I don’t f#ck with your ways
Why would I pray? I’m no rapper like Ma$e
Only give grace to the ones I call mates
This ain’t estate, stay in your place

You is a waste, make you erased (Woah)
Make you erased (Woah)
Make you erased (Woah)
Make you erased (Woah)

Make you erased (Woah)
You say that you ball, to the sound of tumbleweed
Your whole crew eat sh#t, call you Human Centipede
Collab on a beat, gonna end up bitter sweet

If they bleed they bleed, no sh#ts from me
I just rack up scores
Call me Bobby Dylan, I’m gon’ send your #ss to heaven’s door
Even hobby killin’, sh#t be clickin’ like I’m speaking Morse

I be cocky with it, when I’m rippin’, till my voice go horse
I’m a hottie livin’, straight from Britain, pretty little dork
I perform with force that Obi-Wan flow
Only one like holy one

Show hope for one, you better pray
Cus you be one soon to be done
Caught in scope, you better run
Cus I be flowin’ like a gun

Click, click, boom, that buck shot spread
John Wick sh#t, f#ck up your head
Comin’ like lightning – like CHIG
Get bitin’ like a python – that sting

Better brace for the home run – I swing
Face off ends one way – Gus Fring
I be in it for the long one – best man
This my long seasons – Fishmans

Get to plottin’ in the background – game plan
Your new sh#t real good – deadpan
Don’t often go off, so come back molotov
I ain’t blind in a bind, I can sense it like Toph

Bend like Katara, I’m drippin’ like water, but floating on top like I’m ridin’ a yacht
Crown or tiara, I’m takin’ that spot
I could take either I don’t give a f#ck
Slick as katana so you better duck

Blade, but no red light, I ain’t gonna stop
Ain’t gonna stop, ayy
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