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Victum Video (MV)




Performed By: Woff Tha Flame
Length: 1:36
Written by: Hilton Briggs Jr




Woff Tha Flame - Victum Lyrics




Victim, victim who is my next victim
F*ck I cannot pick one
So I'm switching up my system
Stalking thru the blue bird
One chirpin chirpin fun words
Now i feel like cole burr
Creepin on her suburbs
Trackin IP address
So pretty in that sun dress
I wanna see her undress
But not just for some quick sex
Man f*ck that back to business
I'll cross her off my hit list
But hol'up homie get this
4 Brothers and a sister
Healthy mother and her mister
So my tactics won't entrap her
Gotta switch to different actor
So I think I'll try a dapper
Dressed myself all up in blacker
Garments now I'm coming back for
Her soul yea I think I'll ask her
Wit a backwards question
Then another after
Now they overlap her
And while she sit there thinking
I Stuff her in the Lincoln
Miss it if you blinkin
I'm bout to leave her leaking
Sorry feelings sinkin
Into abyss because I'm drinking
Stupid juice what was I thinking
Thought this bitch could really love me
Now Her vision getting blurry
She regretting that McFlurry
Preachin feelings while I bury
Ooo I think I gotta hurry
Cuz The sirens getting louder
And the chopper sound astounding
F*ck I think the swat is mounting
Wet me up just like a fountain
Wait I swear that I'm not crazy
But this bitch acting fugazi
Had to cancel her like chowder
Hope her family gets the flowers
Cuz I loved her final hours
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Victim, victim who is my next victim
F*ck I cannot pick one
So I'm switching up my system
Stalking thru the blue bird
One chirpin chirpin fun words
Now i feel like cole burr
Creepin on her suburbs
Trackin IP address
So pretty in that sun dress
I wanna see her undress
But not just for some quick sex
Man f*ck that back to business
I'll cross her off my hit list
But hol'up homie get this
4 Brothers and a sister
Healthy mother and her mister
So my tactics won't entrap her
Gotta switch to different actor
So I think I'll try a dapper
Dressed myself all up in blacker
Garments now I'm coming back for
Her soul yea I think I'll ask her
Wit a backwards question
Then another after
Now they overlap her
And while she sit there thinking
I Stuff her in the Lincoln
Miss it if you blinkin
I'm bout to leave her leaking
Sorry feelings sinkin
Into abyss because I'm drinking
Stupid juice what was I thinking
Thought this bitch could really love me
Now Her vision getting blurry
She regretting that McFlurry
Preachin feelings while I bury
Ooo I think I gotta hurry
Cuz The sirens getting louder
And the chopper sound astounding
F*ck I think the swat is mounting
Wet me up just like a fountain
Wait I swear that I'm not crazy
But this bitch acting fugazi
Had to cancel her like chowder
Hope her family gets the flowers
Cuz I loved her final hours
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Writer: Hilton Briggs Jr
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