Gut lyrics

by

Geordie Kieffer


God, I love your f*ckin' music
He's like a comedian
He's a pop star
He's like a fashion icon
Oh, that song's so great
He's so silly, fantastic
He thinks he's f*ckin' black or something
Sexist, f*ckin' dumb
Homophobic, dipsh*t
Whatever, gay
He loves black di*k
You know, the thing is
You condone this?
Anorexic
Spotify numbers, where's the spotify numbers?
Alcoholic, liar

Grr, huh
Woo-woo
Grr, huh
Grr, huh
Woo-woo
Grr, huh

Do you get it? f*ck it, huh
I don't want you too
I don't need you too
I don't like your core
I don't love you more
I don't want your money
I don't need your honey
I don't like your b*tch
I don't need your di*k
Just because I don't crush pills no more
What, you think I won't, boom, kick in the door?
Blackout your mother, blackout your father
Blackout your sister, blackout your brother
What, you think I won't, woo-woo, huh
What, you think I won't, woo-woo, huh

You got it twisted, snakеd up my small intestine
Digestin' diffеrent parts of your stainless steel Smith & Wesson
The whiskey body rockin', we blind ridin' Ducatis
Cookie cutter killer, cocina with my vanilla (Grr)
Saudi oil spiller, ass driller, sittin' in my villa
Bumpin' it just like a cardiac
Callin' the ambulance, singin' out woo-woo
Dirty dog [?]
I'm servin' up your brain with my polished silver ladle
Blackout your mother, blackout your father
Blackout your sister, blackout your brother

It takes guts just to be this way
Guts every single day
Guts just to make it stick
Guts when your stomach's sick
It takes guts just to be this way
Guts every single day
Guts just to make it stick
Guts when your stomach's sick
Woah, 'kay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, it sounds f*cking good in the headphones
Every black-hearted scoundrel [?]
Mothers, brothers, sisters, fathers (Yes)
You are now listening to greatness
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