Lyrics GUTTER BBY - BRUHMANEGOD

GUTTER BBY

They feel like saints and I feel like Satan
Losin' my guts, a must when you can’t be trusted
It’s blades that’ll show your fate
And I don’t understand why everybody want a piece of me
Bout a year ago, then, not a person wanna see me breathe
Now I’m curled up in my nest, never speak and always tweak
Cause I can never touch the sunlight without someone tryna reach
Why you wanna bother me, bitch?
Step the fuck from me, bitch
All I know is me, bitch
Fuck a fucking scene, bitch
Why they bother me, bitch
Step the fuck from me, bitch
All I know is me, bitch
Fuck a fucking scene
Cause I been pickin' at scabs for months
And I’m so sick and tired of you cunts
I’m abandonin' and damagin' the hunt
Fuck a game and fuck a name cause, fuck
I never gave a fuck
Eyyyyy, I’m here till Thursday
Shoutout Crimewave420 on tumblr
Slickity talk
That’s your missus, that’s your aunt
On the spot
I gotta talk
Distortion drown out them foes
I can’t respond
Cult walk
Spread my wings
And ima shit up on your car
You a wok head
You are braindead
You must drop dead
'Cord make me go psycho
It’s a fucking cycle
Like I’m in a room with all these fucking kids
Not even I know
Keep it 2K
Rain or shine, day to day
I don’t give a fuck how you feel 'bout what I say
It’s a lot to contemplate
Here standing on your grave
My verses are an arcade
And it’s pay to play
Put my thoughts on display
For you weak pussy bitch lames
Shoutout James, we’re here to fuckin' reign
Cause I been pickin' at scabs for months
And I’m so sick and tired of you cunts
I’m abandonin' and damagin' the hunt
Fuck a game and fuck a name cause, fuck
I never gave a fuck