Lyrics toxic - YUKI UNKNOWN feat. BackupGirl

Semiautomatic what I spit
Throwing a tantrum, check out the fit
Stripes on my drip, spikes on my neck
Arrogance, talking shit, push you back
Glitchcore king, bitch, check out the ring
Cha-Ching! ANC, bitch I ain't listening
I whip AMG fishtail on two-lane streets
Midnight like a clubsport
I don't fuck with you, what do I say just to get it all through?
Radiator on the bass and it hit, semiautomatic, bitch, what I spot
Real toxic what I spit, real killer what I spit
Uh, uh
Temper tantrum on my fit, fully auto what I spit
Uh, yeah

Pull up like The Legion, got 3 guys, we all in
Got guns on us, two punch
Knuckle sandwiches for lunch
Hooligans all up in the zone
I'm evil and you don't condone
My tone of voice, I break you down
I do not care, you're all alone

What, what, what, what?
Trenchcoat like I levitate, all my music bitch I gotta elevate
On my glitchcore, on my hyperpop, put my fangs in, shoot a couple shots
This that bloodsport, this that bloodpop, in Brooklyn whipping a drop-top
Grapple tape when I choke you out, getting devious, take it all out
Hit a lick all up on your career
You see me grinning from ear to ear
Baring my fangs when I go for the kill
Taking the neck, throw you out for the thrill
Been going feral like nothing is real
Better stay safe, or your soul I might steal

Semiautomatic what I spit
Throwing a tantrum, check out the fit
Stripes on my drip, spikes on my neck
Arrogance, talking shit, push you back
Glitchcore king, bitch, check out the ring
Cha-Ching! ANC, bitch I ain't listening
I whip AMG fishtail on two-lane streets
Midnight like a clubsport
I don't fuck with you, what do I say just to get it all through?
Radiator on the bass and it hit, semiautomatic, bitch, what I spot
Real toxic what I spit, real killer what I spit
Uh, uh
Temper tantrum on my fit, fully auto what I spit
Uh, yeah