Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Manny Adler
Songwriter
Taber Onthank
Songwriter
MATT B GROSS
Songwriter
Behrad Gramian
Songwriter
Lyrics
Burning bowls in the back of the Benz
Devil's got too many friends
We were parked up on the hill
Call me a fridge cause I just want to chill
Killing cops in the back nine
Heading straight for the guillotine
For a good time and a good rhyme
Put your head in a guillotine
Settle down, saddle up
Pull the reigns cause the rain has come
Ride the storm, rake the mud
We shoot to kill, we taste this blood
This is it, fill your cup
Have a sip but don't drink too much
Take a bite, chew the meat
You can gulp your pride then take a seat
They were all just tryna chill
When they dropped the bombs
It's a confirmed kill
We were all just trying to kill when
Meow meow meow meow
Killing cats my rotty bites
Beat the pussy in the dead of the night
It hurts to see but it's gotta be
This life of ours doesn't come for free
There's a pumpkin in the big white house
Looks like he probably beats his spouse
I wonder what he does in a rage
On a regular day he puts kids in cages
Strap a bomb, let's go for a ride
All signs point to suicide
Ghosting in the desert night
There are suicide doors on my sandy ride
They were all just tryna chill
When they dropped the bombs
It's a confirmed kill
We were all just trying to kill when
Meow meow meow meow
They were all just tryna chill
When they dropped the bombs
It's a confirmed kill
They were all just tryna chill
When they dropped the bombs
It's a confirmed kill
Writer(s): Behrad Gramian
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