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LYRICS :
(Hook : UNDEAD PAPI)
Bitch, fuck up out my face,
I ain't with that talking, let it spray,
Fuck what you gotta say,
You got a problem let it spray,
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain,
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break 'ya fucking plate,
(Verse 1 : T0RTVRE)
On foe nem my nigga, these niggas are tripping. They paying dem hoes onlyfans why they simping. the summer im dressing all black i be dripping. My nigga yo time gon be up, da clock ticking. I'm Grabbing dat choppa dem bodies be flipping. I'm catching you slipping, you run like a chicken. You talking dat shit I don't care dat you kidding. You niggas be hating, you mad cause I'm winning. Blast dat behemoth or bitch we ain't fucking. Waisted my time stupid bitch you ain't nothing. Ion do favors you bitches be bugging. Don't give a fuck dat you bitches want something. Me and my nigga undead in this bitch, we be killing this shit, yea we keeping it bussing,
dissing my homies we loading the pipes, we gone drive by yo block, you won't see dat shit coming.
keeping dat strap all tucking.
smoking dat loud i be puffing.
Bitch, goofy ass hoe i ain't coming,
lying to my face why these bitches be bluffing.
Stupid ass goofy ass nigga got me fucked up. Talking all dat shit that muhfucka' better run up. Fuck around and get 'yo fucking house all blown up. Feeling like I'm varg, watch a fucking church burn up.
(Hook : UNDEAD PAPI)
Bitch, fuck up out my face,
I ain't with that talking, let it spray,
Fuck what you gotta say,
You got a problem let it spray,
Bitch, keep that energy, come outside I let it rain,
Bitch, you a silver spoon, I run up break 'ya fucking plate,
(Verse 2 : UNDEAD PAPI)
All 'em shell case dropping,
Homicide my only dropping,
Piss up on 'ya coffin, closed casket 'ya mother sobbing,
Where 'ya fucking noggin, body blown up by a rocket,
Undead up the carnage, got ya whole family boxed in,
Blow limbs off while they walking,
Go head to 'ya grave crawling,
Funeral service mocking,
Smoking dead opps coughing,
Count 'ya fucking losses,
You fucked up with all that talking,
You a puddle on the ground now,
Jakes gone get to mopping, bitch!
- Genre
- DRILL METAL