Tekst Utworu

MTM, hit em with the heat! Mula! Bitch, I'm spittin' side to side Turn this shit to genocide Draco like it's Soulja Boy Shootin' like a Polaroid Bulletproof shower cap For this Super Soaker toy Walkin' on the water, nigga Call me young Jehova, boy I think you next up, prolly get yo head bust I think you next up, prolly get yo head bust Got my twin shorty and Her and her friends snortin' dick Needle in your arm, bitch, like a young nigga said Godzilla! My cauldron bubbles be gone With knives as big as King Kong I walk around like I am holy but the gates want me gone A phone no signal, can call A gun nobody can draw I wanna sleep, but rest is where the Reaper sees all Okay, now icepick inside you, hit organs and vitals I take it out then go to school, continue the cycle The blood flow like geysers Fall down to the fire, yuh I take it out then go to work, continue the cycle (Godzilla!) Aye, yuh, aye, yuh, aye Zilla got the SK and Mula got the AK And Baby Bone creeping about the cut with the grenade launcher All of these rappers jump on my dick Like they wanna get tickets for dinner And you faggots ain't ready for what we deliver Pull up with the trigger, then leave you for dead Demons surround me, then wanna leave my head Fuckin' these bitches, gettin' left on read Suicidal, never really wanna leave my bed I just want to swallow lead I'm thinkin' about the end today I wanna see Peep and X today I wanna grow wings and horns and die And ride the horse and fly away, yuh Yeah, bitch, it's Slickback Silverback coming through to let you know City Morgue and Baby Bone coming through with a Fat Nick to fuck yo ass with, bitch!
Writer(s): Michele Scatamacchia, Christopher Rockwell, Kevin Pouya, Junius Rogers, Vinicius Sosa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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