Stop Breathing Remix lyrics

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F1LTHY


[Intro]
Blood (Oh Yeah)
Blood-Blood (Oh Yeah)
Blood (Oh Yeah)
Blood-Blood

[Verse]
Overfill The Swarms I Don’t Grip Meds
Snap His Field, He Don’t Count 10
Grant Her More Poison, Left Her To Rest
Spring Me In The Floor, Don’t Love The Ned
If You With It We Go Solo To Solo
Kidnapped Them In The Home They Don’t Want No Smoke
Bake Them In The Oven, There Head Get Toast
Bind Me On The Chair, She Get Bowed

[Chorus]
Squad Squad Squad
Squad Squad Squad
Squad Squad Squad
Squad Squad Squad

[Verse 2]
Pixel Gun Community Get Flat An Tire
Split Your Arms, Call It Cutter
(Blood)
[Verse 3]
Firing Thе Opp
With The Streams He Just Bot
Makе An Mess In The Shop
Police Car He Get Locked
Hack Account On TikTok
Bust His Head When We Mopped
Put The Insects In His Sock
In The Streets, Run The Cops
Shock His Hand He Got Hurt
My Mind Is Error
Get The Purse, Left The Purse
Photo Your Bro With No Zurn
Boot The Clock No Sir
Can We f*ck? We Don’t Flirt
Stoop Him In The Tub Thats The Qurp
In The Public We Gon Twerk

[Verse 4]
n*gga Don’t Want No Roman (YEAH)
We Had To Fold Him (YEAH)
Use Knuckles To Punch His Balls We Going To Omit
(YEAH)
Nets Failed The Game So Im Not In The Oakland (YEAH)
Robbed His Car And I Send It To The Trojan (YEAH)
Demon Time (UGH UGH)
Demon Time (UGH UGH)
Cut Is Wings Quick So He Can’t Even Fly (UGH)
Punt Him Out The Server Because He Is Not Right (UGH)
I’m Not No Pedo And This n*gga Just Lied (UGH)
f*ck Her And Make Her More Magma (Blood)
Shot His Face What Look When I Come (Blood)
If You Use Your Brain We Don’t Have An Problem (Blood)
Jugg His Stuff Store It From Those Items (Blood)
Out The Blue (Blood-Blood)
Out The Blue (Blood-Blood)
I Don’t Learn sh*t What I Do Is Cartoon
Crash Him In The Sun, You Know I Played Makutu
n*gga Cannot Be Cussing Put This b*tch On YouTube
[Verse 5]
Made It Out The Hood Yeah
Made It Out The Hood Yeah
Made It Out The Hood
b*tch We Made It Out The Hood Yeah
Made It Out The Hood
b*tch We Made It Out The Hood Yeah
Made It Out The Hood
b*tch We Made It Out The Hood Yeah
Made It Out The Hood
f*ck Her pus*y Up She Got Wet (Blood)
Blaze The Hand Turn It To Outlet (Blood)
In The Wheel Chair His Legs Are Got Cripped (Blood)
Thaw The Opps They’re Myrons (Blood)

[Chorus 2]
Blood Blood Blood
Blood Blood Blood
Blood Blood Blood
Blood Blood Blood

[Verse 6]
You Can’t f*ck With No Demon
I’m On My Bullsh*t Like I’m Greening
Don’t Make Him Work No More Of His Event
Hot Bucket Sent Him To The Meniscus
He Ran Up To My House We Gon Blick Him
Can’t Get Rid Of Me That’s The Reason
[Verse]
Overfill The Swarms I Don’t Grip Meds
Snap His Field, He Don’t Count 10
Grant Her More Poison, Left Her To Rest
Spring Me In The Floor, Don’t Love The Ned
If You With It We Go Solo To Solo
Kidnapped Them In The Home They Don’t Want No Smoke
Bake Them In The Oven, There Head Get Toast
Bind Me On The Chair, She Get Bowed
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