NUKE
Watch me blow up like a nuke
I wake up do a dab then puke
Soon I do my shows and pop out rocking my uh fucking toque
I give bitches a fucking spook
independant yeah they call me luke
Better call me bloo but ogs get to call me fucking poop
I'm gonna nuke the city
I'm gonna nuke your life
Pull the fuck up on me and ill use my pocket knife
Don't make me cause a strife
Don't make me feel the pity
Cause after I kill you bitch i'm gonna pull a fucking griddy
Watch me blow up soon and diss the haters far away
I got big red he's mr crude he's gonna call them fucking gay
Don't fuck with me like that hoe did wait wasn't her name fucking may?
Cause once you point the sign at me im gonna make you pay
Got my chinese glock that i'm gonna spray
I got my goth bitches that im gonna slay
I don't eat no more so I lost my weight
Y'know I grew up and said uh fuck my state
Yeah big red he's my fuckin mate
Dad we smoking bitch we ain't never skate
He gon look me in the eyes and then say wait
So I roll a doink that's straight
Been writing songs for fucking years
I think that I could bring you tears
So put this in your fucking ears
And get ready to shift the gears
Going hard, going hard
Goth bitches they got me hard
But bpd bitches got me putting up my fucking guard
I wake up do a dab then puke
Soon I do my shows and pop out rocking my uh fucking toque
I give bitches a fucking spook
independant yeah they call me luke
Better call me bloo but ogs get to call me fucking poop
I'm gonna nuke the city
I'm gonna nuke your life
Pull the fuck up on me and ill use my pocket knife
Don't make me cause a strife
Don't make me feel the pity
Cause after I kill you bitch i'm gonna pull a fucking griddy
Watch me blow up soon and diss the haters far away
I got big red he's mr crude he's gonna call them fucking gay
Don't fuck with me like that hoe did wait wasn't her name fucking may?
Cause once you point the sign at me im gonna make you pay
Got my chinese glock that i'm gonna spray
I got my goth bitches that im gonna slay
I don't eat no more so I lost my weight
Y'know I grew up and said uh fuck my state
Yeah big red he's my fuckin mate
Dad we smoking bitch we ain't never skate
He gon look me in the eyes and then say wait
So I roll a doink that's straight
Been writing songs for fucking years
I think that I could bring you tears
So put this in your fucking ears
And get ready to shift the gears
Going hard, going hard
Goth bitches they got me hard
But bpd bitches got me putting up my fucking guard
Credits
Writer(s): Braeden Rodney
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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