SV
Blood Sucking Mothafucka
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skrt
With the crew
Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving uh
SV everybody SV
Everybody feel me
Everybody throwing out their fucking thoughts
SV we be smoking hella pack
Sorry baby run it back
Coffee got me jitter jat perform a stutter stab
I like to step back kick my feet up on the coffee table
SV got no fucking labels
When you talk to me it's fatal
I do my drugs through the nasal
I'm in love with the devil's wife
Lucy's bitch was never faithful
She says she loves me no you don't
Fuck the devil fuck the pope
I'm a strange boy With a cloak
I walk around wearing
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skr
With the crew
Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving
SV
Yeah we getting moving
Apocalyptic crewing
Zooming
97 zooming
In a Black on black Honda Civic
Public race no fucks vivid
Pull it to the venue like what's up
Like what's up
Like what's up
Move bitch
Yeah we get it moving
SV for the mosh pits
Tolerate no soft shit
No soft shit
Move bitch
Yeah we get it moving
SV for the mosh pits
Tolerate no soft shit
No soft shit
Talk Shit grab a coffin
I don't deal with toxics
Fucked yo wife in the back of my van and you can't tell me nothing
Not my fault your such a bitch
Eat her out and taste my kids
Pull up you not doing shit
That lil gun not scaring me
I can careless bout my life
As long as I bust my daily nut
Dopamine rush with the valley nurses
Cause guaranteed they all thots yeah
Show up to my physical, I make her fondle on my nuts
Rip her scrubs to shreds
Fondle her tits
And fuck her to my songs
She said she in love with me I told her, Bitch I'm not the one
But you can buy me Rolex's and spoil me, I'll be your bum
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
All black jeans motherfucka fucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skrt
Pull up in a all black skrt
Fuck a reason
We don't need a reason
Just to start some shit we on that shit
Bitch I'll make you bleed
Bitch I'll make you bleed right under me
Bitch I'm fucking rotten
All you pussy under me
Ain't nobody get it started
Just like S to the motherfucking V
Contain me SCP
Bitch don't let me breach
Bitch don't let me breach
Bitch don't let me breach
Cause I've been raging through the night
Open up your fucking eye
Why you always play with lies
Why the fuck don't you understand
That this life is just a plan a simulation
I don't got an obligation
To listen to all you white sheep's
I'm the black sheep
SV be the fucking clique
30 rounds inside my clip
Yeah count it quick
Spread the lead
Inside the ship
I let my damage talk my shit
I'm with the clique we moving shit
I'm the stranger with the guns
I'm the stranger with the funds
SVO with stupid funds
We love it bitch we over run
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skrt
With the crew
Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving
SV everybody SV
Everybody feel me
Everybody throwing out their fucking thoughts
SV we be smoking hella pack
Sorry baby run it back
Coffee got me jitter jat perform a stutter stab
I like to step back kick my feet up on the coffee table
SV got no fucking labels
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skrt
With the crew
Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving uh
SV everybody SV
Everybody feel me
Everybody throwing out their fucking thoughts
SV we be smoking hella pack
Sorry baby run it back
Coffee got me jitter jat perform a stutter stab
I like to step back kick my feet up on the coffee table
SV got no fucking labels
When you talk to me it's fatal
I do my drugs through the nasal
I'm in love with the devil's wife
Lucy's bitch was never faithful
She says she loves me no you don't
Fuck the devil fuck the pope
I'm a strange boy With a cloak
I walk around wearing
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skr
With the crew
Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving
SV
Yeah we getting moving
Apocalyptic crewing
Zooming
97 zooming
In a Black on black Honda Civic
Public race no fucks vivid
Pull it to the venue like what's up
Like what's up
Like what's up
Move bitch
Yeah we get it moving
SV for the mosh pits
Tolerate no soft shit
No soft shit
Move bitch
Yeah we get it moving
SV for the mosh pits
Tolerate no soft shit
No soft shit
Talk Shit grab a coffin
I don't deal with toxics
Fucked yo wife in the back of my van and you can't tell me nothing
Not my fault your such a bitch
Eat her out and taste my kids
Pull up you not doing shit
That lil gun not scaring me
I can careless bout my life
As long as I bust my daily nut
Dopamine rush with the valley nurses
Cause guaranteed they all thots yeah
Show up to my physical, I make her fondle on my nuts
Rip her scrubs to shreds
Fondle her tits
And fuck her to my songs
She said she in love with me I told her, Bitch I'm not the one
But you can buy me Rolex's and spoil me, I'll be your bum
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
All black jeans motherfucka fucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skrt
Pull up in a all black skrt
Fuck a reason
We don't need a reason
Just to start some shit we on that shit
Bitch I'll make you bleed
Bitch I'll make you bleed right under me
Bitch I'm fucking rotten
All you pussy under me
Ain't nobody get it started
Just like S to the motherfucking V
Contain me SCP
Bitch don't let me breach
Bitch don't let me breach
Bitch don't let me breach
Cause I've been raging through the night
Open up your fucking eye
Why you always play with lies
Why the fuck don't you understand
That this life is just a plan a simulation
I don't got an obligation
To listen to all you white sheep's
I'm the black sheep
SV be the fucking clique
30 rounds inside my clip
Yeah count it quick
Spread the lead
Inside the ship
I let my damage talk my shit
I'm with the clique we moving shit
I'm the stranger with the guns
I'm the stranger with the funds
SVO with stupid funds
We love it bitch we over run
All black jeans motherfucka black shirt
Pull up in a all black skrt
With the crew
Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving
SV everybody SV
Everybody feel me
Everybody throwing out their fucking thoughts
SV we be smoking hella pack
Sorry baby run it back
Coffee got me jitter jat perform a stutter stab
I like to step back kick my feet up on the coffee table
SV got no fucking labels
Credits
Writer(s): Guadalupe Benavidez
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