Dhat Bhiic Scklahp by PRXMXTIXN Lyrics
[Intro:]
Welcome back, to 10.4, PGJSYBFM, I'm your host DJ StealurMomsVirginity we playing the newest PG for you fuck ass bitches, back burner booty ass bitches, we got "dhat bhiic scklahp" by PRXMX, so get the dick out your ears and listen bitch
[Verse 1:]
Fuck a muzzle on the puzzle
Yeah that bitch bite back
Chinese takeout these pussies, yeah they all scooby snacks
Chopper caught, leave him like oh shit who did that?
Chopper knock his wind back, make a pussy sitback
Like damn
This bitch ate his face like a spider eye
Got a timer before it blow like its dynamite
Fa, fa
That’s his bitch
Feem, feem
That's his kid
Fa, fa
How I ain't tryna kill you, but you still taking hits?
They tryna be me, bitch you can’t bite
No room, pew, pew, go get a hard drive
Pussy you fold, just like archive
You know you ain't hard, right?
Get flushed, you ain't playing ya cards right
I pull the heart out of you, if you tryna play King
Grab the club, hit his queen, kill the pussy, steal the diamond ring
Love my pretty things
Grab the spade, dig a grave
Niggas talking, like they ain't going get hit, okay
Until he hearing bullets ricochet, tryna get away
Better hope this fuck mac slap
'Cause you dont want me to do it
I'll bulldoze ya ass until we see through ya
Goofy ass nigga, leave him looking clueless
Aye, no cashapp, put a number by yo head
Then kill you myself
Fuck tryna break bread, take lead
Lay dead, if you ain't dead, better play dead
If you dont, I close one eye, then I amen
Ain't no chasing, if you in the scope
You getting layed then
What’s Peyton to Jason?
Paint walls with your brain man, dont be a rain man
What in the fuck was you thinking?
Welcome back, to 10.4, PGJSYBFM, I'm your host DJ StealurMomsVirginity we playing the newest PG for you fuck ass bitches, back burner booty ass bitches, we got "dhat bhiic scklahp" by PRXMX, so get the dick out your ears and listen bitch
[Verse 1:]
Fuck a muzzle on the puzzle
Yeah that bitch bite back
Chinese takeout these pussies, yeah they all scooby snacks
Chopper caught, leave him like oh shit who did that?
Chopper knock his wind back, make a pussy sitback
Like damn
This bitch ate his face like a spider eye
Got a timer before it blow like its dynamite
Fa, fa
That’s his bitch
Feem, feem
That's his kid
Fa, fa
How I ain't tryna kill you, but you still taking hits?
They tryna be me, bitch you can’t bite
No room, pew, pew, go get a hard drive
Pussy you fold, just like archive
You know you ain't hard, right?
Get flushed, you ain't playing ya cards right
I pull the heart out of you, if you tryna play King
Grab the club, hit his queen, kill the pussy, steal the diamond ring
Love my pretty things
Grab the spade, dig a grave
Niggas talking, like they ain't going get hit, okay
Until he hearing bullets ricochet, tryna get away
Better hope this fuck mac slap
'Cause you dont want me to do it
I'll bulldoze ya ass until we see through ya
Goofy ass nigga, leave him looking clueless
Aye, no cashapp, put a number by yo head
Then kill you myself
Fuck tryna break bread, take lead
Lay dead, if you ain't dead, better play dead
If you dont, I close one eye, then I amen
Ain't no chasing, if you in the scope
You getting layed then
What’s Peyton to Jason?
Paint walls with your brain man, dont be a rain man
What in the fuck was you thinking?