HOW ARE YOU, HUN? ft. ILLSN Lyrics

Killin' all the time with the fuckin' vibe

Shut the fuck up or skin you alive

I'll wear your arms and eat your legs

And I'll stuff the rest of you into a keg

You might call me Hannibal, but I'm just a cannibal

Think my words are tangible

Nope, I'm manageable

Christ on a bike, callin' Johnny on the spot

But I call him Mike

Hi sister

HOW ARE YOU HUN

Around me and I, you might see none of that

Baby, that's just a goer and a runner

And I live around me and I, you might see none of that

Bitch, I learned that really you're a sod

And I get off the loony tunes, poke and smack it

There's no relaxin', produce a yeah

Cause I will do it faster, rather never pay

I'll do the master, mix it, post it

Might need a plaster

Just relax, just relax

Nah, just relax, nah, just relax

Nah, just relax, nah, just relax

Just, ha ha

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ha, ha ha