Pyrion flax - Gimme the loot | Текст песни

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• Pyrion flax
• Gimme the loot

Yeah.
Motherfuckers better know...
huh, huh.
Get some regen,
drop your wards.
Chaos Knight
and veno uh-huh

[Verse One:]

My man veno left a ward on the rune now we laning
knows what he's doing aint no need for 'splainin
We go in three cos he's out of sight behind a tree
I'm ready to gank windrunner, V, you with me?

Motherfucking right, my mana's looking hella tight
and I'm stoked, yo CK should I get some smoke?

No need for that, just go around and stack
our lane is pushing back so be ready to attack
Word is bond, I'm gon own her yo don't fake no moves (what?)
Treat it like boxing: stick and move, stick and move

CK, you ain't got to explain shit
I've been ganking since defense of the ancients,
with the same gale and the same plague wards
Two man gank, a motherfucker's getting floored
That's first blood, if he even tries to DC
have his teammates singing "That's gee geeeee"

Yes, V, love your fucking attitude
because the player thats pussy that's the player that's getting screwed
and bruised up from reality rifting
chaos bolt dropping and my gold be lifting
Now I'm dipping up the lane and I'm taking towers too
got my power treads and push through
I wouldn't give a fuck if you're smurfing
I'm Going 10 and 0 motherfuckers y'all be hurting

I'm slamming bitches like my name was ferrari
You're looking dated like a wooden atari
'cos mid lane ain't giving me shit
so for the bread and butter I leave playas in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
Saving up for my 10 minute assault cuirass
When I bust my ult motherfuckers take dirt naps
I'm all that, and the jungles stacked, where my ancients at?

GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy
GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy
GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy
GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy

[Verse Two:]

Last hit, last hit cos I'm owning this shit
and I'm racking up the creeps like I mean it
please let me farm these creeps in peace, the opposite of peace
Is when you call for a gank and I have to tp
but You're talking to the kill stealing expert
Stepping to the lane with your blood on my shirt
Don't tryhard and get ganked over being resistant
'cos when I kill scrubs that shit is persistent

Goodness gracious the last hits
Where the ganks at? Where the runes at?
middy pass that before you get your grave dug
from the nyx bug
or a sylla bear hug

And my buddy Magnus got an itchy rp
One in the chamber, and refresher cd
Motherfuckers better strip, yeah delta spliiiiiit
Cos if we land one then you'll ragequit

see the Phantasm, giving all the girls an orgasm
you'll have a spasm when I drop you in a chasm
critical hitting and and RNG switching
the crit lord can't help it if the damage be bitching

If your carries join you I'm taking them for a ride too
Bitches get crits in their chops when they come through
and if they gotta blame someone and be a player hater
three words bitch: random number generator

So go get your carry bitch he can get ganked too
Tell him CK did it, what the fuck he gonna do?
I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it
and if I set it the cocksucker won't forget it

GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy
GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy
GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy
GIMME THE LOOT GIMME THE LOOT
I'm a bad bad boy

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