Song parody of
duffle bag w/ vile
by grwth
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Yea, hop wit a stick and a big bag
The fuck is the weather it turned sad
Gonna cook meth like im breaking bad
You face me one time betta face away
Didn't you hear me? the fuck is it opposite day?
I been rustling feathers the kids hate me, cuz fucka that’s kinda gay
Aren’t you afraid to die today?
Can you remember ur own name, bruh?
Nobody really be safe but they pretend that they are, cause
Yea, people afraid to die
Respect to those that take they lives
They talking shit about shooters but wait till im crusing cuz
Boy know i rock with knives
Yea, hide yo face in the paper that blurrin ur lines, yea
Ye, positive energy really be takin a dive, uh
Im always feelin like walking a tightrope, just to see if i would fall
Everyone wanna do something new, but there ain't nothing new at all
Yes to everything i do bitch, no to everything i ain’t done
I could walk around town with an empty clip, just holding a gun (just holding a gun)
I couldn’t fit right in if i wanted to, i just needa be wrong
They call me weird and they call me queer, but i just write more songs
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
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(I didn't get vile's lyrics, so kinda just... idk)
Yea, hop wit a stick and a big bag
The fuck is the weather it turned sad
Gonna cook meth like im breaking bad
You face me one time betta face away
Didn't you hear me? the fuck is it opposite day?
I been rustling feathers the kids hate me, cuz fucka that’s kinda gay
Aren’t you afraid to die today?
Can you remember ur own name, bruh?
Nobody really be safe but they pretend that they are, cause
Yea, people afraid to die
Respect to those that take they lives
They talking shit about shooters but wait till im crusing cuz
Boy know i rock with knives
Yea, hide yo face in the paper that blurrin ur lines, yea
Ye, positive energy really be takin a dive, uh
Im always feelin like walking a tightrope, just to see if i would fall
Everyone wanna do something new, but there ain't nothing new at all
Yes to everything i do bitch, no to everything i ain’t done
I could walk around town with an empty clip, just holding a gun (just holding a gun)
I couldn’t fit right in if i wanted to, i just needa be wrong
They call me weird and they call me queer, but i just write more songs
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
Why do you pretend to care?
(I didn't get vile's lyrics, so kinda just... idk)
