Curse

Curse文本歌词

Hey, check my resumé

To Bass be the glory

My ******** go hard eight

True facts, ayy ayy

Check my clock, I can't stop

******** around, make my 40 pop

No Popcaan, I pop pistols

Revenge my body, clothing no issue

Makes you look sick, you need a tissue

You drop a body, I just might bless you

I'm ********ual, no high cholesterol

Where Jenny Craig? ******** let's get ***ual

Why the ******** I'd ever lie?

******** ******** bet that pistol part of your disguise

I could see it in your eyes

Runnin' from the reaper, ******** I'm not afraid to die

******** creepin' on my line

Got my main upset, these hoes I ****** and left behind

Need at least two at a time

Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my ********' mind

Instigatin's why I don't trust these ********

Two-faced and lame ass ********

******** for fame fake hitta

I ain't never seen squad wit' ya

I don't need a savior ******** the faith

Cop myself an ounce and work the weight

Seen the Babylon around the way

Who the ******** they catchin'? Not today

Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus

Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window

Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'

Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons

Hit 'em with the ********' tec

Hit 'em where it hurt, ******** make it work

I'ma make her squirt, ******** I do dirt

******** I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth

Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse

Gotta finish first, I just did my first

Protect me from my curse

******** I put in work, spittin' with a curse

Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth?

Sell you to a merch, I just wanna ********

I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt?

Cha cha slide, all in that ********

How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie

Body lookin' good, when you dress in Gucci

Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty

Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus

Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window

Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'

Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons

CurseLRC歌词

[00:00.00][XXXTENTACION]

[00:02.62]Hey, check my resumé

[00:03.61]To Bass be the glory

[00:05.02]My ******** go hard eight

[00:07.36]True facts, ayy ayy

[00:14.39]Check my clock, I can't stop

[00:16.06]******** around, make my 40 pop

[00:18.00]No Popcaan, I pop pistols

[00:19.98]Revenge my body, clothing no issue

[00:21.70]Makes you look sick, you need a tissue

[00:23.73]You drop a body, I just might bless you

[00:25.49]I'm ********ual, no high cholesterol

[00:27.19]Where Jenny Craig? ******** let's get ***ual

[00:29.08][Bass Santana]

[00:29.33]Why the ******** I'd ever lie?

[00:30.79]******** ******** bet that pistol part of your disguise

[00:32.64]I could see it in your eyes

[00:34.40]Runnin' from the reaper, ******** I'm not afraid to die

[00:36.48]******** creepin' on my line

[00:37.78]Got my main upset, these hoes I ****** and left behind

[00:39.87]Need at least two at a time

[00:41.35]Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my ********' mind

[00:43.67]Instigatin's why I don't trust these ********

[00:45.86]Two-faced and lame ass ********

[00:47.68]******** for fame fake hitta

[00:49.48]I ain't never seen squad wit' ya

[00:51.15]I don't need a savior ******** the faith

[00:53.27]Cop myself an ounce and work the weight

[00:54.97]Seen the Babylon around the way

[00:56.57]Who the ******** they catchin'? Not today

[00:58.51]Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus

[01:01.83]Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window

[01:05.87]Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'

[01:09.65]Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons

[01:13.26][Coolie Cut]

[01:13.62]Hit 'em with the ********' tec

[01:14.84]Hit 'em where it hurt, ******** make it work

[01:16.52]I'ma make her squirt, ******** I do dirt

[01:18.30]******** I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth

[01:20.31]Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse

[01:21.80]Gotta finish first, I just did my first

[01:23.79]Protect me from my curse

[01:25.34][Kin$oul]

[01:27.99]******** I put in work, spittin' with a curse

[01:30.00]Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth?

[01:31.81]Sell you to a merch, I just wanna ********

[01:33.72]I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt?

[01:35.73]Cha cha slide, all in that ********

[01:37.38]How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie

[01:39.26]Body lookin' good, when you dress in Gucci

[01:41.00]Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty

[01:42.69][Bass Santana]

[01:42.86]Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus

[01:46.53]Spot a ******** slippin', hold on, roll down the window

[01:50.11]Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'

[01:54.17]Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons