Triple Six Bishop (feat. III-Scar & Amni Six)

Imma fuck shit up
Was hannn 6
H town in this bitch
We ain't playin fair today
We world wide with it

Imma fuck shit up
Hella bucks in my gun
Makin movies triple x bitch I love it when they run
Dead bodies in the basement
I feel like I'm Satan
Blood all in my teeth as I'm cutting off their faces

Drop dead bitch I don't care about your life
I don't feel no sympathy I'm fuckin on yo wife
She'll be suckin dick when you call her up tonight
Then I give her all the pipe

I ain't really tryna play fair
If my choppa bussin I ain't shooting in the air
Hell nah bitch I'll be aimin at your hair
Tell a pussy boy to pull up I'm just hopin he ain't scared

Kill me like you said you was hard over the net
You know I don't fuck with you I'd rather see you dead
Maybe I'm dysfunctional that's something I accept
I kept my composure till I started seeing red

Shit at that point I'm just goin psycho you gon have to call the police in on me
Was hannn 6
We Triple scarred up

Got the vision like I got the byakugan
I been sipping on that liquor non stop
Just for fun
Shorty give that circumcision brain
I think she lost her tongue
Motherfuckers better run
I might jump the fucking gun ey

Everything has got a price
I be rolling with the dice
Ima villain in the night
I'm so done being nice

Homie fuck that
Take over the world
I don't want your fucking girl
I just want her fucking pearls
Ey

Everybody hate me
I feel like im baby gaarra
Shorty popping out that booty
Think her last name is nohara
Ima killer on the regular
You can call me scar
All my enemies are closer
Then you think I'm paranoia
Ey

I been getting restless
I just want the sex bitch
Neck like ima necklace
Freaky I'm obsessed with

Chasing after bread
Even when I'm in my bed
What you give is what you get
Turn you motherfuckers dead

Poison inside of my veins
Cut a fucka's face
Throw him down in the grave
Fuck bitch
I'm gone bust lips
Feel like corey taylor in that moshpit
Aarghh

Killing a couple of rappers I'm a mothafucking bastard
Uh
Spitting that venom I'm master
Uh
Thinking I'm killing em faster
Uh
Put his body down in the mothafucking lake

Feel like Jason when I'm carving my machete through your face
Its that you that's talking shit?
Uh

Fuck you up thats commen sense
Kill you and I wont repent
I am just inside a fucking body that I cant control
Line you up with chalk and after that I fucking dig the hole
Pussies keep on bleeding guaranteed its fucking finish mode
Eyes rolling back think I'm turning satan hoe

This is your death
I don't really give a fuck
If you ain't ready hoe
Dissect you like a fucking flow
Starve
I keep wrecking hoes



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Writer(s): Clayton Daigle
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