spy?
WHOKILLEDXIX Lyrics
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Hold on, I'll try to give it another go
(Bo-Bo-Boxcutters)
My my, I think we have a spy
I swing my fist you turn your face I hit the other side
I'll die, so why can't I decide?
My brain might self destruct, I lose myself to suicide
I swing my fist you turn your face I hit the other side
I'll die, so why can't I decide?
My brain might self destruct, I lose myself to suicide
Wokhardt on my dresser and I'm saving it for later
Look at your bills, my bills elevator
I woke up feeling fruity guess I'm feeling like a hater
Where I come from you can't flip you ain't a skater
And this is just a neighborly conversation with neighbors
They do not have a gun to me pointed under the table
And if you were to kick up and make another distraction
I could hit the door and be out if I am enabled
I won't be what you want to be
Kill my pets, label me a freak
I've lost bets, but that's on me
Kill my friends, fuck the police
My my, I think we have a spy
I swing my fist you turn your face I hit the other side
I'll die, so why can't I decide?
My brain might self destruct, I lose myself to suicide
My my, I think we have a spy
I swing my fist you turn your face I hit the other side
I'll die, so why can't I decide?
My brain might self destruct, I lose myself to suicide
I lean on my dresser, huh
Thinkin everyday, huh, how can I be extra, huh
I'ma find a way, uh
You can despite me all you want but I'll be paid, uh
You can drink my piss from a glass lemonade, yeah
Me like this type of instrumental, yeah (instrumental)
Avatar moves, elemental (elemental)
Weed mad loud like a kettle (like a kettle)
Crank that bass no treble, yeah (no treble)
You can hit me on my seven digits (on my digits)
Text me baby, yeah, I meant it (oh, goddamn)
Try not to get sentimental (stupid bitch)
Yeah, you like me, baby, I get it (you an idiot)
Lucky like a lottery, please don't try to talk to me (what? What? What?)
I'ma try to walk away if you try to talk to me (shut the fuck up)
Baby wanna fuck in my truck that's parked in my farm
Take her 'round the barn show lil' shawty that I'm hard (ayy, ayy, ayy)
My my, I think we have a spy
I swing my fist you turn your face I hit the other side
I'll die, so why can't I decide?
My brain might self destruct, I lose myself to suicide
My my, I think we have a spy
I swing my fist you turn your face I hit the other side
I'll die, so why can't I decide?
My brain might self destruct, I lose myself to suicide
The lyrics of WHOKILLEDXIX's song "Spy" seem to be about feeling like someone is watching or spying on them, and it's causing them to feel paranoid and self-destructive. The opening lines of the song suggest the singer is struggling to vocalize their thoughts and feelings, but they're going to try again. The chorus repeats the idea that someone is watching them, and they're reacting violently, hitting someone on the other side when they swing their fist.
The lyrics also touch on drug use, with a reference to Wockhardt on the singer's dresser, which they're saving for later. They also express resentment towards their financial situation, feeling like they're always behind on bills and hating those who have more success. They express a desire to escape from their situation, even if it means resorting to suicide.
Overall, the song seems to be a dark and introspective exploration of paranoia, self-destruction, and desperation.
Line by Line Meaning
I think, maybe
I have a suspicion, but I am uncertain
Hold on, I'll try to give it another go
Wait, let me try again to figure it out
(Bo-Bo-Boxcutters)
Sound effect
My my, I think we have a spy
I strongly suspect that there is a spy among us
I swing my fist you turn your face I hit the other side
If you try to deceive me, I will find out
I'll die, so why can't I decide?
I am willing to die for my cause, but I struggle with making decisions
My brain might self destruct, I lose myself to suicide
I am under a lot of pressure, and I fear that I might harm myself
Wokhardt on my dresser and I'm saving it for later
I have drugs on my dresser that I plan to use later
Look at your bills, my bills elevator
Your financial situation is bad, while mine is improving
Where I come from you can't flip you ain't a skater
In my community, skateboarding is seen as a sign of coolness
And this is just a neighborly conversation with neighbors
We are just chatting casually as neighbors
They do not have a gun to me pointed under the table
They are not threatening me with a hidden weapon
And if you were to kick up and make another distraction
If you cause another disturbance
I could hit the door and be out if I am enabled
I could leave quickly if given the opportunity
I won't be what you want to be
I refuse to conform to your expectations
Kill my pets, label me a freak
If you harm my animals, you are cruel and judgmental
I've lost bets, but that's on me
I have made mistakes, but I take responsibility for them
Kill my friends, fuck the police
If you hurt my loved ones, I will hate the authority that failed to protect them
I lean on my dresser, huh
I am casually standing next to my dresser
Thinkin everyday, huh, how can I be extra, huh
I am constantly trying to be unique and impressive
I'ma find a way, uh
I will figure out how to achieve my goals
You can despite me all you want but I'll be paid, uh
You can dislike me, but I will still be financially successful
You can drink my piss from a glass lemonade, yeah
You can humiliate me, but I will still prevail
Me like this type of instrumental, yeah (instrumental)
I enjoy this particular type of music
Avatar moves, elemental (elemental)
I am skilled at video games and magic
Weed mad loud like a kettle (like a kettle)
My marijuana is strong and pungent
Crank that bass no treble, yeah (no treble)
I prefer bass-heavy music without high pitched sounds
You can hit me on my seven digits (on my digits)
You can call or text me
Text me baby, yeah, I meant it (oh, goddamn)
I sincerely want you to contact me
Try not to get sentimental (stupid bitch)
Don't be too emotional
Yeah, you like me, baby, I get it (you an idiot)
I know you are attracted to me, but I don't think highly of you
Lucky like a lottery, please don't try to talk to me (what? What? What?)
I am fortunate and don't want to talk to you
I'ma try to walk away if you try to talk to me (shut the fuck up)
I will avoid you if you approach me
Baby wanna fuck in my truck that's parked in my farm
Someone wants to have sex with me in my truck on my farm
Take her 'round the barn show lil' shawty that I'm hard (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I plan to impress my sexual partner by taking her to the barn
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alex Calderon, Kareem Patterson
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[Intro: Karm the Tool & Yung Skayda]
I think, maybe
Hold on, I'll try to give it another go
(Bo-Bo-Box cutters)
[Chorus: Karm the Tool]
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide
[Verse 1: Karm the Tool & Yung Skayda]
Wockhardt on my dresser and I'm saving it for later (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Look at your bills, my bills elevator
I woke up feeling fruity, guess I'm feeling like a hater
Where I come from, you can't flip, you ain't a skater
And this is just a neighborly conversation with neighbors (Shh)
They do not have a gun to me pointed under the table (Sh, sh, hush away)
And if you were to kick up and make another distraction (Ayy, ayy)
I could hit the door and be out if I am enabled (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I won't be what you want to be, I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E–
Kill my pets, label me a freak, I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E-E-E–
I've lost bets but that's on me, I-I-I-I–, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-ah–
Kill my friends, fuck the police, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh–
[Chorus: Karm the Tool & Yung Skayda]
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide (Yeah, yuh-yuh-yuh)
[Verse 2: Yung Skayda]
I lean on my dresser, huh
Thinking everyday, huh
"How could I be extra, huh?"
I'ma find a way, uh
You can despite me all you want but I'll be paid, uh
You can drink my piss from a glass, lemonade, yeah
Me like this type of instrumental, yeah (Instrumental)
Avatar moves, elemental (Elemental)
Weed mad loud like a kettle (Like a kettle)
Crank that bass, no treble, yeah (No treble)
You can hit me on my seven digits (On my digits)
Text me, baby, yeah, I meant it (Oh, goddamn)
Try not to get sentimental (Stupid bitch)
Yeah, you like me, baby, yeah, I get it (You an idiot)
Lucky like a lottery, please don't try to talk to me (What? What? What?)
I'ma try to walk away if you try to talk to me (Shut the fuck up)
Baby wanna fuck in my truck that's parked in my farm
Take her 'round the barn, show lil' shawty that I'm hard (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Karm the Tool]
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide
My my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide?
My brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide
[Outro: Yung Skayda]
(Bo-Bo-Box cutters)
@starry_june
________________Lyrics:
I think, maybe, hold on, i'll try to give it another go
Bo-bo boxcutters, my my
I think we have a spy
I swing my frist to your face i hit the other side
I-i- i'll die
So why can't decide
My brain might self destruct
I lose myself to suicide
My- my
I think we have a spy
I swing my frist your turn your face i hit the other side
I-i- i'll die
So why can't decide
My brain might self destruct
I lose myself to suicide
Wokhardt on my dresser and i'm saving it for later look at your bills, my bills elevator
I woke up feeling fruity guess i'm feeling like a hater where i come from you can't flip you ain''t a skater
And this is just a neighborly conversation wity neighbors
they do not have a gun to me pointed under the table
and if you were kick up and make another distraction I could hit the door and be ount if I am enabled
I won't be
What you want to be
Kill my pets label me a freak
I've lost bets but that's on me
Kill my friends
Fuck the police
My- my
I think we have a spy
I swing my frist your turn your face i hit the other side
I-i- i'll die
So why can't decide
My brain might self destruct
I lose myself to suicide
My- my
I think we have a spy
I swing my frist your turn your face i hit the other side
I-i- i'll die
So why can't decide
My brain might self destruct
I lose myself to suicide
I lean on my dresser, uh
Thinking everyday
How can i be extra, uh
I'mma find the way yeah
You can desipte me all you want but i'll be paid
You can drink my piss from a glass, lemonade
Me? Like this type of instrumental
Avatar moves, elemental
Weed mad loud like a kettle
Crank that bass no treble
You can hit me on my seven digits
Text me baby, yeah i ment it
Try not too get sentimental
You like me baby yeah i get it
Lucky like a lottery
Please don't try to talk to me
I'mma try to walk away
If you try to talk to me
Baby wanna fuck in my truck that's parked in my farm
Take her 'round the barn show lil shawty that i'm hard
My- my
I think we have a spy
I swing my frist your turn your face i hit the other side
I-i- i'll die
So why can't decide
My brain might self destruct
I lose myself to suicide
My- my
I think we have a spy
I swing my frist your turn your face i hit the other side
I-i- i'll die
So why can't decide
My brain might self destruct
I lose myself to suicide
@whokilledxix
HEY NOW YALL CAN UNDERSTAND WHAT WE SAYIN LOL!!! THANK U FOR SUPPORTIN ME & KARMS MUSIC ❤️❤️❤️
@trappuppy6452
yes! so dope btw!!
@roxiroxiroxiroxi
LOVE YOU GUYS 🖤🖤
@freddiefreakedit
<3 love u guys
@tsumugiworld331
love u guys!!
@Parker_Lot
Thank you kings<3
@pancakesaregood588
This is what hitting ur funny elbow against the table feels like
@car5692
YES
@slam.p
My favourite bone: funny elbow
@zxmb137
Nobody:
My eyes when I stand up too fast: