Vices
I'll kill you all! Ha-ha! I'll drive you crazy, and then I'll kill you all!
I am your worst dream
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Swangin' in that '64, ridin' wit' a dead ho
Bitch, I'm from that murder block
Don't give a fuck 'bout getting caught
It's time to meet your maker, undertaker of the murder clan
Don't fuck with mark ass bitches, send 'em off up in a ambulance
$chemaboy$ and $uicide, cock 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
Pussy boys, don't fuck with fairies
Blood all on me like I'm Carrie
Redrum, redrum
Chop his body, put him in the bag
Murder, murder, every time that .45 blast
Lame ass bitches, I'm the Devil's bastard
When I catch your mark ass slippin'-
I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Well, it's that ammo dodgin' in all camouflage
And I'm just flodgin', loafin', smokin'
Choking potent in my coffin, locin', tokin' up
I'm coughin', broken, hopin' that I'm overdosing
Toting Glocks, but never poking soaking thots
I'm sure you not the bitch I said you was, but you still a pussy boy
You'ssa boy, he's a pussy boy
Shout out JGRXXN and them Schemaboys
$uicideboy$ for life, *59 and Hustle Family tight
Fuck a copyright, I'll let you bite as much as you want
Light the blunt, fahrenheit, I stunt
Fucking stuffing bodies in the trunk and then I fucking grunt, uh
You saying Oddy front because I fucked your bitch, you punk?
You saying Oddy run because I fucked yo' bitch, you punk?
(Ayy, ayy)
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
See that nigga 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 $uicide, boy$
And we in that hoop ride
We bending corners mane
'Bout to make a stain
When you see the black rain, you gon' feel the pain
See you's a pussy boy I took your pussy boy
She sucking on my dick while I press record
Know what I'm saying? (Yeah, yeah)
JGRXXN and them $uicideboy$ (yes, sir)
Y'all niggas ain't with the shits
You ain't gon pull up
You might as well kill you motherfuckin' self
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
I am your worst dream
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Swangin' in that '64, ridin' wit' a dead ho
Bitch, I'm from that murder block
Don't give a fuck 'bout getting caught
It's time to meet your maker, undertaker of the murder clan
Don't fuck with mark ass bitches, send 'em off up in a ambulance
$chemaboy$ and $uicide, cock 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
Pussy boys, don't fuck with fairies
Blood all on me like I'm Carrie
Redrum, redrum
Chop his body, put him in the bag
Murder, murder, every time that .45 blast
Lame ass bitches, I'm the Devil's bastard
When I catch your mark ass slippin'-
I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Well, it's that ammo dodgin' in all camouflage
And I'm just flodgin', loafin', smokin'
Choking potent in my coffin, locin', tokin' up
I'm coughin', broken, hopin' that I'm overdosing
Toting Glocks, but never poking soaking thots
I'm sure you not the bitch I said you was, but you still a pussy boy
You'ssa boy, he's a pussy boy
Shout out JGRXXN and them Schemaboys
$uicideboy$ for life, *59 and Hustle Family tight
Fuck a copyright, I'll let you bite as much as you want
Light the blunt, fahrenheit, I stunt
Fucking stuffing bodies in the trunk and then I fucking grunt, uh
You saying Oddy front because I fucked your bitch, you punk?
You saying Oddy run because I fucked yo' bitch, you punk?
(Ayy, ayy)
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
See that nigga 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 $uicide, boy$
And we in that hoop ride
We bending corners mane
'Bout to make a stain
When you see the black rain, you gon' feel the pain
See you's a pussy boy I took your pussy boy
She sucking on my dick while I press record
Know what I'm saying? (Yeah, yeah)
JGRXXN and them $uicideboy$ (yes, sir)
Y'all niggas ain't with the shits
You ain't gon pull up
You might as well kill you motherfuckin' self
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Lame ass niggas startin' shit just like some bastards
When I catch your mark ass slippin', I'ma blast ya
Credits
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux, Jemel Green
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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