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ONI INC. - I Set My Friends On Fire Lyrics




High score Galaga yo bitch got Ligma
ONI alone but the team Six Sigma
Sick, sickly wife on my pickly
Porcupine demon cutey but I'm prickly

Uh, uh, uh you know wassup, we get buck
Imma f*ck, what I want
With consent, yes, we always need consent
Ju-Just did the dragon task on yo bitch
You're imposter
Cause yo britches' too big for yo cunt

Imma punt, if you gun
Just like father you'll get sonned
Escanor, with the sun
Difference is I think it's fun

Killing, torturing enemies vomiting
Everyone, I'm slaughtering, ah
Gauge the eyes no more watering
Pull the tongue no hollering, ah

When I do my dance i got Satan in a trance
Mistress death, my romance

I bump suicide when I ride
Cause I'm dead already
Apex horror, you get eatin' like Freddy
I be lookin' kinda sus?
Bitch, I've always dressed femmy
I hop to a fine dine spot, I need remi
Cookin' the food, how I'm lookin?
King Shark vibes
Always eat what I'm hookin'
Every bitch shookin', yes, my dick game 11
I give a pussy hell
But they be goin' through a heaven

My power like Revan
I play with my meals then I box like Se7en
Father, my confession
Blown in the procession
Baby driver, with the grip
So never cummin' second, uh
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High score Galaga yo bitch got Ligma
ONI alone but the team Six Sigma
Sick, sickly wife on my pickly
Porcupine demon cutey but I'm prickly

Uh, uh, uh you know wassup, we get buck
Imma f*ck, what I want
With consent, yes, we always need consent
Ju-Just did the dragon task on yo bitch
You're imposter
Cause yo britches' too big for yo cunt

Imma punt, if you gun
Just like father you'll get sonned
Escanor, with the sun
Difference is I think it's fun

Killing, torturing enemies vomiting
Everyone, I'm slaughtering, ah
Gauge the eyes no more watering
Pull the tongue no hollering, ah

When I do my dance i got Satan in a trance
Mistress death, my romance

I bump suicide when I ride
Cause I'm dead already
Apex horror, you get eatin' like Freddy
I be lookin' kinda sus?
Bitch, I've always dressed femmy
I hop to a fine dine spot, I need remi
Cookin' the food, how I'm lookin?
King Shark vibes
Always eat what I'm hookin'
Every bitch shookin', yes, my dick game 11
I give a pussy hell
But they be goin' through a heaven

My power like Revan
I play with my meals then I box like Se7en
Father, my confession
Blown in the procession
Baby driver, with the grip
So never cummin' second, uh
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