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Save Yourself!

by XXXTENTACION

[Verse 1: Kilo Jr.]
f*ck these n*ggas talking
All these n*ggas hating
Put them in a coffin
Coughin' like I'm Weezy
All these b*tches sleezy
Gimme sloppy toppy
Blowing on some reefer
Riding in two seaters
Indica, sativa
Always smoking greener
Riding in the beamer
Slaughtering your daughter
In her mouth I put that water
Sipping on that Fiji
When I smoke doja
Put you in a coma
Test us, you don't want it
Pull up in the Polars
Bullets aiming on ya
Riding with my soldiers
All these b*tches want this
Flock us like they vlogging
They wish that we was f*ckin'
Smoking all of summer
Might pop a xan
That's only if I wanna
n*gga really geekin'
f*ckin' with no feelings
Cause a n*gga heartless
pus*y, I done parted
Call a n*gga Moses
Imma slide up in it

[Verse 2: 1Hunnitjunior]
Droppin' a four in my cup
Movin' the weight in my truck
When I pull off, my tires be lookin' like scuff
Lay a n*gga down like a motherf*cking brush, uh
b*tch tryna put me in a cuff
Whip the snow like buff
Got soap like Dove
n*gga broke like Crush, uh
Pull up in a truck
Too much money, my n*gga, ain't enough
Pockets on double stuff
Rocket on, blow it up
I got it, I throw it, I throw it, I throw it up
Drink in the cup and I pour it up, pour it up
Shooting like movies
I'm shooting my uzi
My kick be on Bruce Lee
She lick me like smoothie
Then jump in the Uber
I f*ck her and lose her
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[Verse 3: $ki Mask The Slump God]
I like to f*ck her on camera, ayy
Dirty Fantas with my menace, ayy
Pull up and pop me a Xanny, ayy
Don't know where the hell I'm standin', ayy
Probably somewhere, Tropicana, ayy
I had to get me a Fanta, ayy
Dirty double cup, no panic, ayy
Got the pack, just like a fanny, ayy
Baby blowin' bubble gum
I bet she got them bubble guts
I hit the pus*y, uppercut
Fatality the little sl*t
Ridin' in a f*ckin' rocket
Jimmy Neutron, ray gun poppin'
Nail the witch out by the lake
I bet she'll give me sloppy toppy
Gotta head to the side like a deer
b*tch want me to see how I'm actin', but got no mirror
b*tch I just be turnin' the f*ck up, b*tch ain't it clear?
And I'm 'bout my dough just like I'm Homer, give me a beer
How the hell you [?] for a lookout, can't see her
You say you be pourin' lean, now it's clear
That a n*gga name Brett Elliot a queer
And I beat his ass while he was working, oh yeah, yeah

[Verse 4: XXXTENTACION]
f*ck n*gga
All is an enemy
Dark is a friend of me
I tend to nut on the face of my enemies
Rather be dead than migrate my vicinity
Did fight that pus*y, b*tch, we call that frenemies
Dark abyss
Cold night
Cracked skull with a cold pipe
pus*y n*gga, show no fright
Oh sh*t, not a goat right?
X so cold, ayy
b*tch so woke
Wrist don't froze
b*tch, don't fold
f*ck n*gga choke
That pistol f*ckin' blow
A ratchet with the stick
My n*ggas at your throat
I'm f*ck n*gga paid
Take your work and flex
Runnin' up a check
I rob, received a net
My b*tch suck water to your set
To from you for the sex
But then she ducked that f*ckin' di*k boy, she finessed you for your check
You talkin' all that f*ckin' sh*t, you wasn't 'bout it
I snatch up Lily, take a pic of that b*tch sucking
Four deep, bed sheets, skeet stains on her knees
I make your b*tch recite a script just like she makin' a movie