Pull up on the boys with the itchy mouth
Ain't a problem for me to lower your health
Three holes in ya is all you need
Lying on the ground and endless bleed
Oops I'm sorry for your loss
I just want you to know who is the boss
Run away now before I get ya
With my shiny new revolver
Itchy mouth cured by a slug
From a twelve gauge tough kinda drug
I'm having tremors dow I take some Tramadol
And now I finally pull the plug
Dug a hole too deep for me
To escape from all the jealousy
Designer clothes that no one knows
Trying to find an identity
Citalopram I down with GFuel
Make like Ferris Bueller, skip school
Once you're done, I pull the gun
It's too much fun seeing you run
Sertraline I down with GFuel
Making all the ladies in the area drool
It's not scary what you see me
Watch the TV MC on a killing spree
Five Nine boy I wish I was
Commando Pro kinda guy, Iron Lung
Better watch out for me when I lunge
Holding onto my breath so you won't hear no one
These eye bags translate to cash bags
Accessorize your style with toe tags
You can't find me 'cause I'm stealth
Run up on the boys who have the itchy mouth
Bxloko - Itchy Mouth Lyrics
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Pull up on the boys with the itchy mouth
Ain't a problem for me to lower your health
Three holes in ya is all you need
Lying on the ground and endless bleed
Oops I'm sorry for your loss
I just want you to know who is the boss
Run away now before I get ya
With my shiny new revolver
Itchy mouth cured by a slug
From a twelve gauge tough kinda drug
I'm having tremors dow I take some Tramadol
And now I finally pull the plug
Dug a hole too deep for me
To escape from all the jealousy
Designer clothes that no one knows
Trying to find an identity
Citalopram I down with GFuel
Make like Ferris Bueller, skip school
Once you're done, I pull the gun
It's too much fun seeing you run
Sertraline I down with GFuel
Making all the ladies in the area drool
It's not scary what you see me
Watch the TV MC on a killing spree
Five Nine boy I wish I was
Commando Pro kinda guy, Iron Lung
Better watch out for me when I lunge
Holding onto my breath so you won't hear no one
These eye bags translate to cash bags
Accessorize your style with toe tags
You can't find me 'cause I'm stealth
Run up on the boys who have the itchy mouth
Ain't a problem for me to lower your health
Three holes in ya is all you need
Lying on the ground and endless bleed
Oops I'm sorry for your loss
I just want you to know who is the boss
Run away now before I get ya
With my shiny new revolver
Itchy mouth cured by a slug
From a twelve gauge tough kinda drug
I'm having tremors dow I take some Tramadol
And now I finally pull the plug
Dug a hole too deep for me
To escape from all the jealousy
Designer clothes that no one knows
Trying to find an identity
Citalopram I down with GFuel
Make like Ferris Bueller, skip school
Once you're done, I pull the gun
It's too much fun seeing you run
Sertraline I down with GFuel
Making all the ladies in the area drool
It's not scary what you see me
Watch the TV MC on a killing spree
Five Nine boy I wish I was
Commando Pro kinda guy, Iron Lung
Better watch out for me when I lunge
Holding onto my breath so you won't hear no one
These eye bags translate to cash bags
Accessorize your style with toe tags
You can't find me 'cause I'm stealth
Run up on the boys who have the itchy mouth
Writer: Blake Morris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid