God Of All Slugs (Pagua Sonfa) lyrics

by

Slug Christ


[Verse 1]
I can’t feel my chest
The slug was summoned for the D
Now this b*tch stay possessed
Up my nose no stress
Low key junkie
Young b*tch starts to undress
You won’t catch a fade from me
Cause my goons do that sh*t for me
f*ck your God get f*cked for free
Jesus on my f*ckin’ di*k
It’s just the God of all slugs
Nothin’ here to love
Poppin’ beans packin’ dubs
Your love won’t be enough
I’m on a trip in the cute
Return from whence I come
I’m bouta of pack another one
I’d hate to be this bong

[Verse 2]
Hit me for a sack
But don’t hit this line unless you coppin’ 30 caps
Kiss me on the clit
Slugs pus*y taste like honey over liquorice
Bumpin’ Flockaveli
Even if the sh*t goes black
I’ll smoke a hit of Delhi
f*ck did you just tell me ?
What you mean you ain’t re-uppin’ ?
My b*tch look like Melfina
Say something wrong
And you’ll be starin’ down my Nina
I think I’m gene starwind
f*ckin’ these hoes
Trappin’ out the f*ckin’ starship
Slug

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