bitch boy back up off me before you catch these hands you're in the pit don't give a shit and off a couple tabs extend my fist and bust his lip fuck no, i can't relax put on my mask and rob the trap just so i can relapse coming to end your fucking life straight out the fire to terrorize look in my eyes this your demise fuckboys going to die straight out the wild bound for the mile $lick the mortified the devilish child with a crooked ass smile welcome to the night
[Verse 2: Shawty Burn-a-Church]
grey blade grey came rag wrapped around my face yung plague dodging ammo animal instinct to erase dragon asking blunt in my fucking talons grab em drag em to the fire let em burn up we ignite em plague robbing grave laced blunts with fuckboy brains plague up in flames let the ash rain ash king reins plague so fucking insane don't touch my fucking lane don't brush my fucking mane go tuck your fucking chainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
