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Small Town Trap Shit

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Two buck chug man 
Small town trap shit 
Crawling out the gutter 
And we smokin' till we cash it 
Boom hit the bass 
And we motherfucking blast it 
Flipping motherfuckers off who tryna say we ratchet 
Fine ass broads 
And they think I’m being rabid
Drinking whiskey all night, alcohol habits 
If you wanna try me man damn, that’s tragic 
I’m from the backwoods, we keep it automatic 

Spray paint, spray can 
Hanging like it’s gang land 
If you ain’t get paid man 
I got nothing to say then 
Bitch I don’t give two fucks 
Tell that thot to pour it up 
Homies always hit my phone, tryna  find good fuck 

Oh 
On my small town trap shit 

Two buck chug uh
I don’t give a fuck uh
Thottie keep tellin' me she want it in the butt uh 
She wants me as her spouse 
A fence and a house 
But my dick is an urban legend, it passes mouth to mouth 
I fuck like a masterpiece  
Gotta dick like twenty feet 
Why you gotta ask why I’m yo dream girl's lock screen 
Bitch you cannot touch me 
Bitch you cannot best me 
Bitch you better pray to god you never ever test me 

Oh 
Suck my motherfucking dick 

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Offbrand Antichrist

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Barely twenty one and a black out drunk 
Raised up in the church, grew up to be a punk
Dropped outta school while you motherfuckers flunk 
Got a knife in my boot, a machete in my trunk 
Slice a bitch up with a sideways smirk 
If you tryna die bitch, my way hurts 
If you tryna fuck bitch, don't say words 
Think I'm bad now, I only get worse 

Antichrist I'm here to fuckin kill
Need a villain I fit the fuckin bill 
Think I won't bitch motherfuckin will
I sold my soul bitch tryna make a mill 

Who needs a soul
When you are unkillable 
When you got the killer flow 
And got thugs ready to go 
Can't go to hell if I can't fuckin die 
Can't stop me so don't even try 

Offbrand antichrist

Offbrand antichrist, bitch 
Cut you with a knife, bitch 
If you hate suck my, dick 
You can't fuck with my, shit 

Psychotic and erotic when I get that shit I flaunt it 
Slamming vodka like it's water 
And I ain't got no problems 
Bitches talkin yada yada 
I ain't gotta worry bout it
I'm a fuckin alcoholic 
And I'm a fuckin shout it 

Up on the roof top
Got the game on lock 
No love for a thot 
Fuck around boom, shot 
Bitch I'm a freak 
When I'm on the beat 
When I'm out on the street or
With your girl in the sheets 

Who needs a soul
When you are unkillable 
When you got the killer flow 
And got thugs ready to go 
Can't go to hell if I can't fuckin die 
Can't stop me so don't even try

Offbrand antichrist 
 

Hoodoo

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Rip this wicked shit like it’s fuckin voodoo
Rolling with the clique might come through and shoot you 
Rappers ain’t doin shit, but you bet I do 
Ask me whose spitting better bitch I’m like hoodoo
Pull up in the spot with a flow so hot 
I’m killing this shit if you like it or not 
You motherfuckers can’t do it like I can 
Found your fucking mixtape I tossed it in the trash bin 

Bitch I’m like hoodoo

Hoodoo

Bitch I’m like hoodoo

Hoodoo

Back on the shit man 
Do it like this man 
Hit up with the wicked shit 
You get the gist man 
Rolly on my wrist damn 
Do it like this fam 
Bust into my fuckin dance 
Growling like a caveman 
I’m hot as shit but I play it so cool 
I got the dick make yo bitch fuckin drool 
Talk all that shit but you act like a fool 
I keep it fresh but you rap like a tool
Back on the flow 
Watch this motherfucker go 
I get all the girls 
But I don’t love a hoe 
She worship my shit 
Like a fuckin totem pole 
But I don’t give a shit 
She’s disposable 
It ain’t about the beat it’s about the fuckin flow and I’m killing this shit 
You motherfuckers know 
You know I still be selling that pot
Play a bitch, slot machine, put a quarter in the thot 


Bitch I’m like hoodoo

Hoodoo

Bitch I’m like hoodoo

Hoodoo
 

Small Town Trap Shit by Bleach the Ripper

Small Town Trap Shit

Bleach the Ripper

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