
TENKLLER – Survival of the fittest Lyrics
Artist: TENKLLER
Song: Survival of the fittest
This ain’t the life i live don’t give
Look at me giving toys to kids
Get back rat-tat-tat eat her like a san-ack
Run back like track or you gon get it fag
It’s a dog eat dog, kill or be killed
Trash #ss world don’t let it eat you
On the four corners it’s guns, drugs, snacks and
It’s us we’ll put you on a drum, tee dont f#ck with me
There’s a war outside
And if you finna fight in it you won’t survive
Talking all crazy and we’ll kill you in the sky
Lookin at that cheap sh#t but boy that ain’t mine
Slanging and ranging and banging and hanging, killua, kill you all, blow up a f#cking mall
Burn it to a crisp, watch my wrist flick, dick that b#tch, dick her too this sh#t, woo
Hit em with the synonym our gang is un-definitive what the f#ck is you feeding him i got blades and its all for them
Trapoholics where you getting this i put my kins onto him—slow the f#ck down
I’m a dauntless, like Tris, see yo b#tch and givе her dick
Slap-stick, hockey, need some f#cking chap-stick
Comе find and kill you, Neeson
b#tch i’m barely pushing 20, like a Nissan
f#cking around, b#tch, should i grab the clip?
Drumming around, sh#t, should i f#cking slit?
Hit em both down, b#tch, grab the damn clip
Slagging around, sh#t, i should f#cking slit
Hit em both down, grabbing the rounds, slamming on drum, b#tch
Get her #ss down, snatching the mound, running off numb, b#tch
Slapping down nouns, hit em and drown, killing all them, b#tch
Breeding new sounds, faking no sh#t, distort the sh#t, b#tch
Kill her with slipped dick
Stabbing her in the cl#t
Ain’t no sh#t
Being taken from a b#tch
Look at these scars on my wrist
Look at the tears i put in this
Song, b#tch you always wrong
Why you lying, we’ll make you gone
Say we wrong we’ll rip you like a bong
Old as sh#t bing, trash as sh#t bing
Boy we don’t sing, we just to mean
Like Mr. Clean, we’ll run your head clean
Still remember the day i put the knob on
Still remember when i went to camp Flog Gnaw
Still remember when i let his bod drop
I remember seeing that made my jaw drop
Homies taking out blood let this sh#t run
f#ckas getting down, hit the pistol blunt
All my family Christian, don’t f#ck with religion
Honestly i think i’d rather go down than up, b#tch
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Release Year: 2018
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