Lyrics Astropunk – GUTTER MONSTERS

GUTTER MONSTERS Lyrics – Astropunk

Singer: Astropunk
Title: GUTTER MONSTERS

b#tch talking sh#t, ayy
Pull up with the ak
p#ss# #ss b#tch, i’ma f#ck up at yo’ dad, ayy
Pull up at the gay barn, i blow up with a a-bar

f#ck that p#ss# #ss b#tch, gouge out eyes
Barbie b#tch
Bars gettin’ ready, f#ck that b#tch and his f#ckin’ dad, ayy
Hit a faggot with a knife, ’boutta f#ck his fave b#tch

p#ss#, shut the f#ck up
I kill yo’ body, uh-oh
b#tch, your body sags, i stab you ’til you’re dead
Eat that faggot with a tag, i hit that buddy real quick

Pull up with a b#tch (uh), quick (uh) on my dick tip (uh)
Pull up with the b#tch, and, b#tch, i hit him with a .44
b#tch, ayy, huh, that body is on the floor
Movin’ right, and i hit you with that six-fight

p#ss# #ss b#tch talkin’ sh#t, and i just might
Talkin’ gay? i’ma hit you with the tag, ayy
p#ss# #ss b#tch sayin’ he get f#ckin’ rags? huh?
All i need is escape, b#tch

All i need is escape, b#tch
All i need is escape, b#tch
All i need is escape, b#tch
Kill yo’ call and cut the others

f#ck that b#tch and f#ck her kids
Pull up on that p#ss#, ron, i shoot ’em up wit’ my ak
Huh, huh, huh, eat up on my dick, b#tch
Sick ’em on that sh#t, uh

f#ck a b#tch real quick
Suck ’em on my dick, b#tch
b#tches on my dick
Can’t f#ck with that b#tch real quick

You a faggot, no sh#t
Beat that b#tch, thumpin’
Bars gettin’ ready, f#ck that b#tch and his f#ckin’ dad, ayy
Hit a faggot with a knife, ’boutta f#ck his fave b#tch

p#ss#, shut the f#ck up
I kill yo’ body, uh-oh
b#tch, your body sags, i stab you ’til you’re dead
Eat that faggot with a tag, i hit that buddy real quick

Pull up with a b#tch (uh), quick (uh) on my dick tip (uh)
Pull up with the b#tch, and, b#tch, i hit him with a .44
b#tch, ayy, huh, that body is on the floor
This isn’t even for me, this f#ckin’ for you

I don’t need no b#tches, give me money
b#tch, ain’t it funny? you no honey
Gutters in the house and we f#ck yo’ b#tch through the blouse
You a trap, like a mouse

I don’t give a f#ck, watch ’em gut
I don’t give a f#ck, watch ’em shut
I don’t give a f#ck
All you n#gg#s on my dick, yeah, suck that c#m

Ayy, you a little b#tch, yuh
I don’t give a f#ck ’cause i’m goin’ with that body today
I’m making a mili’ today, b#tch
All you n#gg#s, get off me

I’m makin’ up charts today
Xonthebeat? no sh#t, no sh#t, no sh#t
I’m so cool you a fool
I’m a mastermind, ready to die?

You a b#tch, so i’m say “bye”
Ayy, p#ss#, get off my dick
This a f#ckin’ wrist fight
Pull up on his body like i’m smith, ayy

f#ck that b#tch, f#ck that b#tch, f#ck-f#ck
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Why i so crazy?
Why i so brazy?

Why keys like jay-z?
f#ck-f#ck-f#ck-f#ck
b#tch
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