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Winder Polynice
Winder Polynice
Songwriter

Texty

VERSE 1:
**** this is hell upon heaven
I mingle with satins angels
The angle I view these fucks at
I wouldn’t get myself tangled
Or intertwined with these bitches
Bitch **** praying for mercy
I spare them cause they’re unworthy
My thought process is unearthly
My dream patterns satanic
Some friends turned into enemies
A swig of that Hennessy
Made enemies look like friends to me
A friend of mine turned out to be a foe to my conception
But with pain comes a blessing
I ain’t stressing
I’m just waiting on a fuck **** to come test me
Ain’t shit sweet like a diabetic
G-shit in my genetics
Don’t give a fuck about your
Perception
**** this hell on heaven!
Not built for you goody goodys
I’m Tupac in that hoodie
And you jive **** is pussies
I was raised right in that city (ugghh)
Full of pity, pain and hate
**** greedy feeding frenzy
Take that sirloin off yo plate ****
Brought into this world with satin starring at your face
When you’re face to face with Jesus Christ
I hope you bitches know your place ****
HOOK:
When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
God'll prolly have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
Verse 2:
Blood stains dripping from a rifle
Close range hitting yo disciples
Drug game crook or a bible
Cocaine white like its bridle
Hustling homies turn rivals
Trusting it was just a lie though
To get to heaven hell with the prices
Just to pair of wrist cold as isis
Lamborghini in my dreams
On MLK with the suicides
Satin angle with wings
Feeling godly looking hella fly
Bitches pop they cherry pie
In hells kitchen whipping devils pie
Red sits got it customized
Look like the satin’s guts inside
The devil cursed me got a spell on me
The levels irked me i got hell on me
Bitches thirsty like a well on me
Pussy squirty and it fell on me
**** flagging better call the troops
Camo flaggin gotta stay true
Army jacket and some black boots
Blood diamonds in my jesus
Flow sick its the wittiest
Fast whip its the prettiest
Bad bitch sidittiest
We heard yo shit its the silliest
Insidious its hideous
All my verses is the grittiest
Use to be one of the shittiest
Now I’m shitting on you idiots
HOOK:
When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
God'll prolly have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
Written by: Winder Polynice
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