Swangin' in that '64 Ridin' with a dead ho B!tch I'm from that murder block Don't give a fxck bout gettin' caught It's time to meet yo maker Undertaker of the murder clan Don't fxck with mark a$s b!tches Send them off up in a ambulance $chema boys and $uicide C0ck it back it's do or die Time to make some momma's cry I fantasize bout homicide Creepin' in the cemetery Knuckin' buckin' with tha Cherry Pu$sy boys don't fxck with fairies Blood all on me like I'm Carrie Red rum Red rum Chop his body put him in the bag Murder Murder Every time that '45 blast Lame a$s b!tches, I'm the devils bastard (When I catch ya mark a$s slippin') I'ma blast ya Well it's that ammo-dodgin In all camouflage and I'm just flodgin Loafin Smokin Chokin potent in my coffin Loking Toking up I'm coughing Broken Hoping that I'm overdosing Toting Glocks but never poking soaking thots I'm sure you not the b!tch I said you was But you still a pu$sy boy Yusa boy Yusa pu$sy boy Shout out JGRXXN and them schema boys $uicideboy$ for life 59 and Hustle Family tight Fxck a copyright I'll let you bite as much as you want Light the blunt Fahrenheit I stunt Fxcking stuffing bodies in the trunk and then I fxcking grunt You saying Oddy front because I fxcked your b!tch you punk You saying Oddy front because I fxcked your b!tch you punk See that n!gga say he hard but i don't believe him He so full of bulk, i ain't ever seen him See it's JGRXXN with them $uicideBoy$ And we in that hoop ride We bendin corners mane Bout to make a stang When you see the black rain you gon' feel the pain See you's a pu$sy boy i took your pu$sy boy She suckin on my d!ck while I press record
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