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Lucii - Hearse

[Intro]
666
LS Beats
Luc, are you riding?
Fuck the opps
Anyone can hold it
Everyone fuckin' K'd
Grrr
Elevate, thix mix sounds mad

[Chorus]
Fly out the hooptie (Fly), Dior and Gucci, hop back in with a smirk (Smirk)
Laugh and giggle, the boy get hurt
That's sauce in the Glendon curb (Fetch me their souls)
More time on Do Not Disturb
Don't full my phone, I'm an anti-Turk (Busy)
I'm busy with Tizzy, we chasing Lizzy
Tryna put man in a hearse (In a hearse)
Fly out the hooptie (Fly), Dior and Gucci, hop back in with a smirk (Smirk)
Laugh and giggle, the boy get hurt
That's sauce in the Glendon curb (Fetch me their souls)
More time on Do Not Disturb
Don't full my phone, I'm an anti-Turk (Busy)
I'm busy with Tizzy, we chasing Lizzy
Tryna put man in a hеarse (In a hearse)
[Verse 1]
Thеy see white-skin and they think it's funny
Torn man circles into their tummy
I ain't never lack on my strip like Walkz
So the 1-2 banged, and dropped his Mo[?] Fla[?]
Seen enough olders turn into kittens
Countin' for crack, and itchin' for buj' (I don't care)
I don't care any way man served them
Money is money and money is good
How could you talk about Lucii? (It's good)
What have you done for your hood? (You've done nothing)
The last I heard, you was on that side
And now, you switchin' squint (Switchin' sides)
How the fuck are you badder than me?
Lucii bored up two man in a week
Took a trip through Heath, then shot down a motive
I had Reeko doin' up high knees
It would've been three, but I got sore feet
Somehow, the man got speed
But fuck it, it is what it is
That was kway back then now, days got teeth (Grr)
If a man wanna come, try me
That's unlucky 'cah I'm looking violent (Lucky Luc)
That's a ten time chingin'
I won't hold back (Hide), so hide from me like Coronavirus (Splash, splash, splash, splash)
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Fly out the hooptie (Fly), Dior and Gucci, hop back in with a smirk (Smirk)
Laugh and giggle, the boy get hurt
That's sauce in the Glendon curb (Fetch me their souls)
More time on Do Not Disturb
Don't full my phone, I'm an anti-Turk (Busy)
I'm busy with Tizzy, we chasing Lizzy
Tryna put man in a hearse (In a hearse)
Fly out the hooptie (Fly), Dior and Gucci, hop back in with a smirk (Smirk)
Laugh and giggle, the boy get hurt
That's sauce in the Glendon curb (Fetch me their souls)
More time on Do Not Disturb
Don't full my phone, I'm an anti-Turk (Busy)
I'm busy with Tizzy, we chasing Lizzy
Tryna put man in a hearse (In a hearse)

[Verse 2]
'019 when I first seen witchcraft ('019)
Took a trip to the witch doc' (The witch)
'020, I looked in the mirror
Didn't see me, but I saw some shit, dog (Mirror, mirror)
I got big pans, I'm protected
You can't kill me off from some weapons (You can't)
Try spillin' juice from a demon
Fuck that, send you up to the Heavens (Come try)
If my young G wanna go bandos (Go bandos)
Said it already, I'll send him Devon
Doin' man up on the backroad (Splash, splash, splash)
How I did JJ, gave him seven
Or I'm doin' man how I done Ben
In Bexleyheath, and stamp his melon (Stamp, stamp)
I don't clean no blade I've used
I like using my dirty weapons (Dirty, dirty)
If I back this blade and put it in you
It's a 50-50 death (You'll fucking die)
I've been doing up Ritz in the week
I read, say much, but I'm on the edge (Ritz, ritz, ritz)
Demons deep in my head
Got me bopping around with a ZK hedge (Demon, demon, demon)
Length, 28 on my leg
I don't care if your mum's in the way, get drenched (Splash her)

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