LEACH lyrics
by Kill Dyll
[Intro: Kill Dyll]
(Agh) (Agh) (Agh) (Agh)
[Pre-Chorus]
You're a motherf*cking leach and I know that
Too engaged to a sleeve, can't pull back
All these f*ckers really lame, need a full flat
I don't feel like you a leach, get the f*ck back (f*ck back)
[Chorus: Kill Dyll]
Burn, burn, burn, b*tch (b*tch!)
Burn, burn, burn, b*tch (b*tch!)
[Verse 1: Kill Dyll]
f*ck that, motherf*cking Xan, need to pull back
I don't give a sh*t, 'cause of jelly
Put him in a bag, with a ten, ayy
I've been feelin' stupendous
I'ma cut him open, I'm taking his appendix
If the f*cker wanted money, why he spendin'?
And I wonder why he's hypnotized, it's nothing, it's just a leach (Agh)
[Bridge: Kill Dyll]
Leach, leach (Leach), leach (Leach)
Leach, leach, leach
Gеt the f*ck up out my face
Face, facе, face, face, face, face, face
[Verse 2: SosMula]
I'm a God like a ruler, drown with the cooler
Bro, I'm gonna shoot up (Rrah, rrah)
Dumb with the ruger, ridin' on my ooter
I got f*ckin' twenty guns in the Uber
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, combat boots
I'ma shoot you, just like all black coats
Shootin' at your b*tch's wartime (Vyoom, vyoom, vyoom, vyoom, vyoom)
I'm that dude, that you swagger jackin' all the time (Nah-nah, nah-nah)
Who the f*ck asked you? Why you chattin'—chattin' all the time?
(f*ck outta here) Who the f*ck wanna run up get done up?
Got my drum up, ah (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Who the f*ck wanna run up get done up? Got my gun up to the sun up (Boom, boom!)
[Chorus: Kill Dyll]
Burn, burn, burn, b*tch
Burn, burn, burn, b*tch