paroles de chanson MASK (feat. BLCKK) - Teenage Disaster , BLCKK
Yuh,
yuh,
yuh,
uh
Fuck
with
me,
gettin'
smacked
up
Lil'
bitch
wanna
mothafuckin'
act
up
Count
ten
guns
but
none
of
them
shootin'
Count
ten
thugs
but
none
of
y'all
lootin'
Two
shots,
are
you
dead
already?
Put
your
mask
on,
'bouta
make
some
money
Sit
back,
it's
'bout
to
get
bloody
Just
ask
yourself
who's
knocking
at
your
door
High
speed
chase,
run
away
What
really
happened
on
that
day?
Shot
the
fat
man
at
the
liquor
store
Cock
back
and
reload
it
Do
you
wanna
talk
love,
right
now?
Check
yourself
and
sit
the
fuck
down
Spiders,
bitch,
we
run
this
town
Don't
talk
shit
'less
you
wanna
get
shot
up
Woke
up
with
a
middle
finger
to
authority
Can't
catch
me
'cause
I'm
merkin'
a
majority
Shut
the
fuck
up,
you
cryin'
like
a
bitch
You
look
like
a
fеd,
you
talk
like
a
snitch
Stomp
on
that
bitch,
put
a
hole
in
his
head
Stand
up
to
mе,
bitch,
you'd
wish
you
were
dead
Just
ask
yourself
who's
knocking
at
your
door
High
speed
chase,
run
away
What
really
happened
on
that
day?
Shot
the
fat
man
at
the
liquor
store
Cock
back
and
reload
it
Do
you
wanna
talk
love,
right
now?
Check
yourself
and
sit
the
fuck
down
Spiders,
bitch,
we
run
this
town
Don't
talk
shit
'less
you
wanna
get
shot
up
I
suppose,
living
like
this
was
something
that
I
chose
Where
the
body
at?
Well
fuck
it,
who
really
knows
Wasn't
my
fault,
you
steppin'
a
little
close
Yeah,
shit,
I
told
'em
We
wasn't
quicker
than
witnesses,
our
photo
Yeah,
that's
me
and
then
you
and
then
the
couple
by
the
pool
Goddamn
it,
yeah,
we're
fucked,
we're
fucked
Fuck
that
shit,
I
pay
out
myself
Pull
my
teeth,
and
go
fuck
yo'
self
I
don't
care
'cause
I've
ran
through
hell
I
been
sick
and
y'all
still
can't
tell
Fuck
that
shit,
I
pay
out
myself
Pull
my
teeth,
and
go
fuck
yo'
self
I
don't
care
'cause
I've
ran
through
hell
Just
ask
yourself
who's
knocking
at
your
door
High
speed
chase,
run
away
What
really
happened
on
that
day?
Shot
the
fat
man
at
the
liquor
store
Cock
back
and
reload
it
Do
you
wanna
talk
love,
right
now?
Check
yourself
and
sit
the
fuck
down
Spiders,
bitch,
we
run
this
town
Don't
talk
shit
'less
you
wanna
get
shot
up
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