BOWIE lyrics

[Intro]
Where the f*ck's Dox?
Yo CTRL

[Verse 1: Dox]
Up-down, left-right, pus*y need to f*cking fight
f*cker gonna drop dead, pus*y boy upset
What is you saying? When I pull up start praying
Nobody f*cking gonna save you
Get back down, I’ma cave you
What's up b*tch? Coming out the runt, b*tch
Killing what I love, b*tch, over a substance
b*tch, I laugh it off, come and jack me off
b*tch, boujee like some caviar
b*tch, dope up like some black tar
I'm coming in, better act hard
Lame scatter with some brain matter
I’m the same factor on the same chapter
b*tch, come down, so she calls me master
Frozen in place, get hit with my blaster, b*tch
Shut the f*ck up, b*tch, what thе f*ck is up b*tch?
Suck on my nuts, b*tch, better cut up
Think your f*cking tough, b*tch, that's what's up
Back in the club and shе drinking my c*m
Wait, when I come in, smashed like a pumpkin
Your life surely done, b*tch, torture my fun b*tch
Killing what I love, b*tch, ride when I stick it in
I'ma just set it in, placed in a coffin
Don't get me started, acting retarded
Limbs departed, [?] and the bullets dotted
You was never even f*cking wanted
[Verse 2: Gxner.]
(Goner) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ho think he hard but he using my preset
Cut his body, upsell on the deep web
Pull the Tommy out, take out like three feds
Gun to my head, go off the deep end
I'm on the block, I be moving that brick
She sucks and she slops 'til I bust on her tits
My cleaver gonna choppo, that's 100 percent
I’m feeling like Nascar, lil’ bro meet my fist
Sniffing on flour, I'm sniffing on coke, huh
Like the Twin Towers, his crib getting blown up
Tell that ho to shower before she comes over
I get in her body like a bathtub and toaster
I push that ho back, I’m feeling like KANKAN
I'm stacking body bags up in my van man
I popped an oxy', I can't even stand man
I’m in her body, yes, I'm in her pants man

[Verse 3: MissingFactxr]
Woah, woah, woah
Got a bad b*tch, I make her moan
Cut that sh*t, stop hittin' my phone
pus*y ass b*tch, you gonna get owned (b*tch)
You want the sh*t that I got in my backpack
Your b*tch she wants me 'cause I made her wet-wet
b*tch, you are starving, that is not a six-pack
Breakin' yo' spine like I'm breakin' a Kit-Kat
Suck on my di*k and my ballsack b*tch
I came out the sewer because I'm the sh*t
Gettin' all this ice, drip down from my wrist
I think I just wrote a masterpiece
I feel like a lesbian, the way I keep the strap on
pus*y got offended, I'll give you a f*cking tampon
Submissive and breed-able, b*tch, you are gettin' stepped on
Dumbass f*ckin' b*tch, go and nibble on a crayon (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro: MissingFactxr]
Bro, what the f*ck was this verse that I did—, oh my f*cking god bro.​