Hotelroom – No Sludge Lyrics
Artist: Hotelroom
Song: No Sludge
Hot boy, cold hearted, lotta deads
n#gg#s snake me I put one in his head
Not a killer I just don’t play bout my bread
All my b#tches, if you touch ’em then I’m seeing f#ckin’ red
He can’t comprehend
How I make the hits
b#tch I’m in the cut
On my {?} sh#t
n#gg# think he tough
He ain’t taking sh#t
He can try his luck
We gon’ scrape his sh#t
Pull up dumpin’ on my rival
Told that ho my dick was longer than the bible
Need a mask and a knife like I’m Michael
I smack a b#tch for leaking all my sh#t to f#cking tidal
Dodged a bullet
n#gg#s p#ss# they won’t pull it
Livin’ life and loadin’ clips to the f#cking fullest
Leave ’em crooked
f#ck with me I bеt he couldn’t
What was planned, what is life so my n#gg# took it
You still out hеr f#ckin’ with these maggots
b#tch I’m making plays {?} jumpin’ like a rabbit, g#dd#mn
You know I ain’t ever f#ckin’ had sh#t
I get it on my own and then I turned into a savage, forreal
You still out her f#ckin’ with these maggots
b#tch I’m making plays {?} jumpin’ like a rabbit, forreal
You know I ain’t ever f#ckin’ had sh#t
I get it on my own and then I turned into a savage, forreal
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Hotelroom Lyrics – No Sludge
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From the album:
Hell Never Mattered [Explicit]
Release Year: 2019