HUNTER

Album cover art for "HUNTER" by !VANQUISHER (Trap)

!VANQUISHER (Trap) - Rap

HUNTER

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[Intro] *Yo !VANQUISHER, light this bitch up* [Chorus] Hunting niggas cuz they wanna talk Killing niggas around the clock Run up on you that's bad luck Guts spilled over, that's mad fucked Throat sliced, yeah its over Fuck clout I don't need no exposure Fuck my ex I'll triple expose her I am death, I'll take your breath yeah yeah [Verse 1] Don't be acting like its my fault I been this way this is just my default Please stop acting so appalled You a bitch, that's right, yeah overall Overall I'm done putting up with your shit Overall I'm done trying to fucking commit Fuck it I'm switching and changing it up Fuck it, I'm switching and changing, no luck You could marry another nigga and I couldn't give a fuck Making sure that everything I do is fucking heavy I'm at the top of this Trap Metal shit already If you dont think so you can meet the end of this machete Gotta plan it all out, no, I never will regret it You a beta and you mentally unfit Just started out yet I'm the most trendy I dont want fame I'll just get it accidentally I'm still the best and im running on empty, yeah [Refrain] Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up never causin' racket, fight Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up never causin' racket, fight [Verse 2] Why does the devil try pick on my soul? He still hits like a bitch, I could kill him and eat him I beat the devil in my dreams I killed him off, watched him bleed What does that say about me I guess they're only dreams [Chorus] Hunting niggas cuz they wanna talk Killing niggas around the clock Run up on you that's bad luck Guts spilled over, that's mad fucked Throat sliced, yeah its over Fuck clout I don't need no exposure Fuck my ex I'll triple expose her I am death, I'll take your breath yeah yeah [Refrain] Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up never causin' racket, fight Catch me on your block Always mobbin' with my niggas Countin' hunnids up to the light Hunnid niggas in the ceiling, yeah Bout the fuckin guap! I don't think they even get it Pockets stacked up like it's lunch Pull up never causin' racket, fight [Chorus] Hunting niggas cuz they wanna talk Killing niggas around the clock Run up on you that's bad luck Guts spilled over, that's mad fucked Throat sliced, yeah its over Fuck clout I don't need no exposure Fuck my ex I'll triple expose her I am death, I'll take your breath yeah yeah

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  • Jaxton Seedarnee