COCKNBALLTORTURE EXTENDED MIX by bye spencer Lyrics
[Intro: BRUHMANEGOD & Lil Darkie]
Ah! (I hate it but I can't control myself)
Ah, you bitch!
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
Let's have a moment of silence for everyone with a small dick
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
(Aaaaaaaah!)
(Делит на бите, сука)
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
Me and my friends don't have that problem
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
(Stop lookin' at my dick)
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
1, 2... (Agh)
1, 2, 3, 4
[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
My dick is a bone, what you know about it? (Yeah)
Hit it with a stick or a stone 'til it's foam out it
Clench it with your teeth, I'm in so much motherfuckin' pain (Ah)
Cut my fuckin' toes off, this shit got me bustin' brains (Ah, ah)
I don't have no fuckin' shame
Kick me in my testicles until I cannot procreate
[Bridge: BRUHMANEGOD & JASIAH]
Dicks off, dicks off, dicks off, ah (Turn it up right now, I don't even give a fuck)
Dicks off, dicks off, dicks off
[Verse 2: JASIAH]
Put my dick inside, gon' break your fuckin' ribs, huh
Flaccid dick inside your throat, feel like a jigsaw (Like a jigsaw)
Vomit on my dick, think I'm too pissed off
Don't touch on my testicles, grip it (Grip it)
Stick a needle in my dick tip (Ouch)
Treat these bitches like a [?] (Fuck)
Suck my dick until it twitchin' (Fuck, fuck)
RipStik, bitch, twist it (Twist it)
Chew it up, Popeyes biscuit (Yuh)
Bend over, put my fist in (Ha)
Bend over, put my fist in (Yeah, yeah)
[Interlude: CXRPSE]
Nigga, what the fuck!
Oh, shit, where'd the beat go, nigga?
[Verse 3: CXRPSE]
Dick is up, now it's gettin' stuck
Bitch, I'm feelin' sus
I hate Haitian babies
I'm Jamaican, bitch, what's up?
I was in the cell in Haiti
Cut off my dick, I'm a lady (Fuck)
Gorilla grip my dick (Yes)
Bite it off, nigga, don't spit (Please)
Agh, what the fuck?
Agh, (Agh) what the fuck?
[Verse 4: Lil Darkie]
You give her money to laugh at your dick, huh?
'Cause she thinks it's funny? It looks like a kid's
Told that bitch to crush my nut sack until I fuckin' jizz
I don't even want my nuts back
I don't wanna have no kids
Fuck it, (Fuck) fuck it, (Fuck) fuck it, (Fuck) fuck it, (Fuck)
Fucking drumstick
I cum when I get cussed at
He nutted, I might bust back
Covered in his cum (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
My dick, I should never have tried this
Should not have let her bite this, there's blood inside my bum, uh
(1, 2... 1, 2, 3, 4)
[Chorus: Lil Darkie]
I might rip your face off your skull lil' nigga (Agh)
It ain't shit to get you fucked up
If he actin' like a female
So he bail, not I
And if I see you in the street, well go fade bitch, what up
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
The sky's closin' up (Yeah, that's all I gotta say)
Fuck you and fuck everyone you love
You get stomped out by a whole crew
Finna stomp you, take that nigga
Hit you in the face, that nigga
I just got a face tat, nigga
Bet you can't evade that, nigga
Are you gonna fight back, nigga?
Why you gotta say that, nigga?
I see your family, leave 'em in dirt
I'll put your homie in front of my shirt
I keep on top of you, cover you hurt
[Verse 5: Afourteen]
(Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah)
(I got a temper to blow)
I got a temper to blow
Why you still hatin'? You fat and you broke
You tend to do this, you ain't doin' the most
Hella actin' stupid when you talk for the bros
Somebody go pass him some toast
I'm feelin' the hate spewin' outta my throat
There's not more to go do when I'm losing control
Hate radiate from my skull
Pull the trigger
Marchin' around wit a pole, like militia
Why you actin' so crazy? Blow it out proportion
We don't give a fuck about just what the whore did
Check yourself
Runnin' 'round windows, down finna wreck yourself
I'm spittin' hate off the dome
Finna cut him some slack
He don't know who he barkin' at (Who)
Better learn to run fast when the dogs attack
Fuck a respirator, give him a heart attack
Oh, they fed him too much, now he talkin' out his ass
Run it, run it back
Run it, run it back
[Verse 6: BLCKK]
I cause a problem and that's 'cause I wanna
Shut the fuck up, I'ma shoot up Nirvana
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want blood on fucking everything
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Where the fuck ya fucking bodies been? Yeah
Where the shots at? Yeah
Paint it all black
Where the fuck he ran now?
He dead now
Pussy, where the fuck the clips at?
Empty 'em out
Pussy, I'ma get my shirt back, and buy crack
Just to flip a fucking whole pound for more cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Refrain: BLCKK]
I ain't dead yet, (Yeah) but I could dream
Motherfucker, get the stage set, yeah, yeah
You still ain't paid yet (Yeah)
I guess you missed me, pussy bitch, I'm on my way, bet, yeah (On my way)
I ain't dead yet, (What) but I could dream
Motherfucker, get the stage set, yeah, (Yeah) yeah (Yeah)
You still ain't paid yet
I guess you missed me, pussy bitch, I'm on my way, bet (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 7: Afourteen]
I ain't dead yet but I can breathe
Mo'fucka, get the same strap (Yeah, go, yeah, go)
In a green vest, you better shoot right in-between
Just where my eyes at
Yeah, you a funny fella
Run down on my, I turn you bitches to the Hellen Keller (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'm so fed up
Choppa rainin' down bullets, you need an umbrella (Yeah)
So indecisive
Run on the fucker, better know I'ma fight him
Think he big 'til I pounce on him
Twenty bullets on me, puttin' rounds in him
Hit that boy straight clean with the pound syndrome
Thirty bodies on me, go and drown wit 'em
I can't make this shit up
Twenty clips and my bullets
They hollow, have fun
Man, I'll give you the time that it takes to go put on my mask to go run
When they see all the red in my eyes
Yeah, they know it's a massacre, son
Man, I did what I had to go do to get done now
You gon' sit, you don't bitch or you gon' hear that gun sound
So he snitch, he a bitch like 6IX9INE
He get fucked now
On his shit, he be like, "Well, too bad, never heard that"
Put his teeth on the ground, stomp him out 'cause he dumb whack
Everything that he tryin' to do, bitch, I done that, agh
[Chorus: Lil Darkie with Afourteen]
I might rip your face off your skull lil' nigga (Agh)
It ain't shit to get you fucked up
If he actin' like a female
So he bail, not I
And if I see you in the street, well go fade bitch, what up
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
The sky's closin' up (Yeah, that's what I say)
Fuck you and fuck everyone you love
You get stomped out by a whole crew
Finna stomp you, take that nigga
Hit you in the face, that nigga
I just got a face tat, nigga
Bet you can't evade that, nigga
Are you gonna fight back, nigga?
Why you gotta say that, nigga?
I see your family, leave 'em in dirt
I'll put your homie in front of my shirt
I keep on top of you, cover you hurt
[Outro: Afourteen, Lil Darkie, BRUHMANEGOD & JASIAH]
Ah, hahaha
Yeah, uh, yeah
Blood?
Blood inside me bum
My fucking chest is on fire
I'm sorry but, uh, there seems to be, ay uh, blood inside your bum
Ah! (I hate it but I can't control myself)
Ah, you bitch!
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
Let's have a moment of silence for everyone with a small dick
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
(Aaaaaaaah!)
(Делит на бите, сука)
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
Me and my friends don't have that problem
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
(Stop lookin' at my dick)
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
(I hate it but I can't control myself)
1, 2... (Agh)
1, 2, 3, 4
[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
My dick is a bone, what you know about it? (Yeah)
Hit it with a stick or a stone 'til it's foam out it
Clench it with your teeth, I'm in so much motherfuckin' pain (Ah)
Cut my fuckin' toes off, this shit got me bustin' brains (Ah, ah)
I don't have no fuckin' shame
Kick me in my testicles until I cannot procreate
[Bridge: BRUHMANEGOD & JASIAH]
Dicks off, dicks off, dicks off, ah (Turn it up right now, I don't even give a fuck)
Dicks off, dicks off, dicks off
[Verse 2: JASIAH]
Put my dick inside, gon' break your fuckin' ribs, huh
Flaccid dick inside your throat, feel like a jigsaw (Like a jigsaw)
Vomit on my dick, think I'm too pissed off
Don't touch on my testicles, grip it (Grip it)
Stick a needle in my dick tip (Ouch)
Treat these bitches like a [?] (Fuck)
Suck my dick until it twitchin' (Fuck, fuck)
RipStik, bitch, twist it (Twist it)
Chew it up, Popeyes biscuit (Yuh)
Bend over, put my fist in (Ha)
Bend over, put my fist in (Yeah, yeah)
[Interlude: CXRPSE]
Nigga, what the fuck!
Oh, shit, where'd the beat go, nigga?
[Verse 3: CXRPSE]
Dick is up, now it's gettin' stuck
Bitch, I'm feelin' sus
I hate Haitian babies
I'm Jamaican, bitch, what's up?
I was in the cell in Haiti
Cut off my dick, I'm a lady (Fuck)
Gorilla grip my dick (Yes)
Bite it off, nigga, don't spit (Please)
Agh, what the fuck?
Agh, (Agh) what the fuck?
[Verse 4: Lil Darkie]
You give her money to laugh at your dick, huh?
'Cause she thinks it's funny? It looks like a kid's
Told that bitch to crush my nut sack until I fuckin' jizz
I don't even want my nuts back
I don't wanna have no kids
Fuck it, (Fuck) fuck it, (Fuck) fuck it, (Fuck) fuck it, (Fuck)
Fucking drumstick
I cum when I get cussed at
He nutted, I might bust back
Covered in his cum (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
My dick, I should never have tried this
Should not have let her bite this, there's blood inside my bum, uh
(1, 2... 1, 2, 3, 4)
[Chorus: Lil Darkie]
I might rip your face off your skull lil' nigga (Agh)
It ain't shit to get you fucked up
If he actin' like a female
So he bail, not I
And if I see you in the street, well go fade bitch, what up
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
The sky's closin' up (Yeah, that's all I gotta say)
Fuck you and fuck everyone you love
You get stomped out by a whole crew
Finna stomp you, take that nigga
Hit you in the face, that nigga
I just got a face tat, nigga
Bet you can't evade that, nigga
Are you gonna fight back, nigga?
Why you gotta say that, nigga?
I see your family, leave 'em in dirt
I'll put your homie in front of my shirt
I keep on top of you, cover you hurt
[Verse 5: Afourteen]
(Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah)
(I got a temper to blow)
I got a temper to blow
Why you still hatin'? You fat and you broke
You tend to do this, you ain't doin' the most
Hella actin' stupid when you talk for the bros
Somebody go pass him some toast
I'm feelin' the hate spewin' outta my throat
There's not more to go do when I'm losing control
Hate radiate from my skull
Pull the trigger
Marchin' around wit a pole, like militia
Why you actin' so crazy? Blow it out proportion
We don't give a fuck about just what the whore did
Check yourself
Runnin' 'round windows, down finna wreck yourself
I'm spittin' hate off the dome
Finna cut him some slack
He don't know who he barkin' at (Who)
Better learn to run fast when the dogs attack
Fuck a respirator, give him a heart attack
Oh, they fed him too much, now he talkin' out his ass
Run it, run it back
Run it, run it back
[Verse 6: BLCKK]
I cause a problem and that's 'cause I wanna
Shut the fuck up, I'ma shoot up Nirvana
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want blood on fucking everything
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Where the fuck ya fucking bodies been? Yeah
Where the shots at? Yeah
Paint it all black
Where the fuck he ran now?
He dead now
Pussy, where the fuck the clips at?
Empty 'em out
Pussy, I'ma get my shirt back, and buy crack
Just to flip a fucking whole pound for more cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Refrain: BLCKK]
I ain't dead yet, (Yeah) but I could dream
Motherfucker, get the stage set, yeah, yeah
You still ain't paid yet (Yeah)
I guess you missed me, pussy bitch, I'm on my way, bet, yeah (On my way)
I ain't dead yet, (What) but I could dream
Motherfucker, get the stage set, yeah, (Yeah) yeah (Yeah)
You still ain't paid yet
I guess you missed me, pussy bitch, I'm on my way, bet (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 7: Afourteen]
I ain't dead yet but I can breathe
Mo'fucka, get the same strap (Yeah, go, yeah, go)
In a green vest, you better shoot right in-between
Just where my eyes at
Yeah, you a funny fella
Run down on my, I turn you bitches to the Hellen Keller (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'm so fed up
Choppa rainin' down bullets, you need an umbrella (Yeah)
So indecisive
Run on the fucker, better know I'ma fight him
Think he big 'til I pounce on him
Twenty bullets on me, puttin' rounds in him
Hit that boy straight clean with the pound syndrome
Thirty bodies on me, go and drown wit 'em
I can't make this shit up
Twenty clips and my bullets
They hollow, have fun
Man, I'll give you the time that it takes to go put on my mask to go run
When they see all the red in my eyes
Yeah, they know it's a massacre, son
Man, I did what I had to go do to get done now
You gon' sit, you don't bitch or you gon' hear that gun sound
So he snitch, he a bitch like 6IX9INE
He get fucked now
On his shit, he be like, "Well, too bad, never heard that"
Put his teeth on the ground, stomp him out 'cause he dumb whack
Everything that he tryin' to do, bitch, I done that, agh
[Chorus: Lil Darkie with Afourteen]
I might rip your face off your skull lil' nigga (Agh)
It ain't shit to get you fucked up
If he actin' like a female
So he bail, not I
And if I see you in the street, well go fade bitch, what up
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
The sky's closin' up (Yeah, that's what I say)
Fuck you and fuck everyone you love
You get stomped out by a whole crew
Finna stomp you, take that nigga
Hit you in the face, that nigga
I just got a face tat, nigga
Bet you can't evade that, nigga
Are you gonna fight back, nigga?
Why you gotta say that, nigga?
I see your family, leave 'em in dirt
I'll put your homie in front of my shirt
I keep on top of you, cover you hurt
[Outro: Afourteen, Lil Darkie, BRUHMANEGOD & JASIAH]
Ah, hahaha
Yeah, uh, yeah
Blood?
Blood inside me bum
My fucking chest is on fire
I'm sorry but, uh, there seems to be, ay uh, blood inside your bum