Lyrics

That's what I fucking do Yes I've gone cuckoo Yabba dabba fucking doo Aye bitch That's what I fucking do Push you down underneath this boot Ah ah ooh ooh shoot Now your brains are on the floor So much gore I want some more I'm the new God of War Spinning stars around my head Can't stop living in this dread Pointing all these infrareds Bloodstained brain in my little egg head That's what I fucking do So much blood up on my hands Still these bitches wanna dance Devil got em in a trance Scythe slices make it past I'm Joker no P5 Motherfuckers don't even want me alive So I keep on going ham with the knives No chance to revive Ryan Gosling in Drive No guilt in my gears but you know I'm bout to strive Take your bitch ima end your life I might go Bane mode and break your spine Leave you with the fishes going on a deep dive I'm psycho I'm fucked up They find me I'm locked up I'm an asshole I admit it Criminal mind I'm acquitted Bitch wanna fight well that's alright Pull up to your house with a big ass knife I feel like Armie when I sip your blood Take a hammer to the ribs and your bones erupt I'm speeding down Ramon in a brand new whip Got my eyes bloodshot and my gun gonna rip Till you laying in a ditch and you dead and you gone And I'm fucking on your bitch and we're laughing at your songs Bitch I be coming like Netero Break in your crib and I watch as your head explode Fuck up your hands like you Centerfold I am like Hol Horse I fire reload and I don't keep it holstered I got devotion I track your ass down And I blow up your shit and ask what's the commotion Raptor hit your body probably maybe use the guardian no Chris Pratt Killer Queen your ass body turn to ash Everybody looking for you where you at Never find you cause you not around If you wanna party then I'm probably down Computer error when my system hit Speaker barking like a fucking boxer I'm glowing like a christening Riding with my weapon and I'm ripping it
Writer(s): Westin Peckels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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