Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hash Slinging Slasher Remix, artist - KIDX.
Date of issue: 27.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hash Slinging Slasher Remix |
Bitch! |
A eat the pussy like my last meal, uh |
Kill cam homie, got the last kill, uh |
Ho’s eatin' nuts like cashews, uh |
Hash slinging slasher, bitch |
Ayy (Bitch!) |
Relax |
I don’t got cable, but I’m really in my prime time |
Dime time, Chris Paul dishin' out the dimes like |
My lines, this tall flippin out my mind |
I missed your call, I’m skipping through the timeline |
This time I might prove I’m the greatest ever to do it |
I’m with Scotty ever since 3rd grade, been dynamic duo |
Sweet dick and lil' shorty wanna lick it like a churro |
Keep hits in the vault, keep the lower burroughs |
Heat shit, nigga, eat shit |
You can’t be shit |
Mean bitch tryna eat lick on my meat stick |
Big bitch say she need dick, told her beat it |
No 2020 on my vision, I can’t see shit |
3rd grade, nigga, never wanna get picked |
Big shit what you getting if a nigga talk shit |
Get hit, nigga, now I’m chilling with the big kids |
Get hipped cause a nigga really finna get lit |
I made a sacrifice, just pass the mic |
It’s facts the guy with half the time gets past the rhyme |
In fact, he might get back in line, if that’s alright with you |
The way I pack the rhymes is rather fine |
I’d rather die than act 'cause I’m a mastermind |
With faster lines in that, combine a few |
I take a bath and die, then crack my spine |
It’s after 9, I had to find it after night |
He actin' like the afterlife is true |
It’s not, it’s cap divine, it’s actual lies |
I actualize the rapper mind, it’s wack |
The climate back to find 'cause I’m the kinda dude- |
-To be picky about the life I was gifted by nobody |
It’s tricky, I’ve slipped a lot up in a room, don’t think about it |
But give me another trial for the decisions that I’ve done |
I’m messing up a lot, I be wishing submissions crowned 'em |
I’d get even with the guy who had the mission had me part of |
I’d get even more about it as I get up out the town and |
Its too malicious walk around without a stick and you a clown |
And if you suspicious, got the dot up on my hip |
Bitch! |
I’ma eat the pussy like my last meal, uh |
Kill cam homie, got the last kill, uh |
Ho’s eatin' nuts like cashews, uh |
Hash slinging slasher, pussy nigga, I’ma slash you, uh |
Pussy ass niggas, I should slap you |
Why you talking hard when yo' real name Matthew? |
Uh |
Even if you up, I’ll surpass you, uh |
Even if you-, uh |
(Ayy!) |
I’m the real Dirty Dan, you can’t deny it |
And everybody be bitchin' 'bout my name up in private |
Like, look at my numbers, yeah I be winning, you should try it |
Everybody know my songs, now all the fires private |
Keep a stick, pump |
Uzi, you a chump |
Everybody be blastin' my music all around the globe |
From the dirty, dirty south, so you know I keep a pole |
God damn, alright, it’s a bakery with this dough |
(Ayy) Actin' like a bitch, I’ll call you Squidward, uh |
Yellow diamonds drippin, call me Big Bird, uh |
Bitch, I’ma slash you, like a point guard |
Hash slinging slasher, pussy bitch, you is not hard, uh |
Runnin' up these numbers, like a trackstar, uh |
You a little stupid, you a retard, uh |
Eyes like an eagle, I can see far |
Snuck your ass up, throw your body in the deep part |
Uh, bitch |
Eeh-eeh-eeh, DolphinBoyz up in this bitch |
Ooh, ayy |