LORD DISTORTION – Dead Air

LORD DISTORTION – Dead Air Lyrics

Artist: LORD DISTORTION
Song: Dead Air

〈Chorus〉
p#ss# messed up but he not like me
Huff my dust and I pop my beam
b#tch get down and she wash my feet

In my palm, tuck a Glock-19
Want my cash in advance, like, f#ck
Why he talk like he can’t get touched
Shoot and miss, got the red dot luck

All this mist, so I can’t see much
〈Verse 1〉
On my life, homie you f#cked up
On my life, homie you get cut

Up my grind, get a few bucks up
No wonder you talk like you was 〈.?.〉
Pull up with the pack, I don’t really need a reason
Flood my slick, imma make her feel defeated

I been standing out, I caught a case and then I beat it
These p#ssies standing watching me, it turned a hunnid seasons, b#tch
Watch my back, so that I see 〈.?.〉
Both hands, 〈.?.〉

This life finite, not enough
Make my bands, fulfill my lust
〈Chorus〉
p#ss# messed up but he not like me

Huff my dust and I pop my beam
b#tch get down and she wash my feet
In my palm, tuck a Glock-19
Want my cash in advance, like, f#ck

Why he talk like he can’t get touched
Shoot and miss, got the red dot luck
All this mist, so I can’t see much
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Release Year: 2022