Black Skull
Gavin this is different
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Hot foot, grave dirt, goofer dust
And black curtains
For the hearses
Bitch you wanna know 'bout a
Motherfucking kick back
Ever seen a ghost
With a motherfucking pink axe
Got a problem with your back
I might just fix that
Chop you in the spine
I'll be fucking up your mind
Let me see if chakras really do align
Triple six six six
And a three six nine
If you really tryna snake
Fuck your mama and your dime
If a motherfucker got a problem
Black skull a full a slime
Black skull a full a slime, slime
And I really got the time today
To wrap you in a bottle on fire
Feel the pain
And I got your pictures
In a black box in a grave
Shoulda think twice 'bout
The shit that you claim
Said I got your pictures
In a black box in a grave
Shoulda think twice 'bout
The shit that you claim
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Hot foot, grave dirt, goofer dust
And black curtains
For the hearses
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Hot foot, grave dirt, goofer dust
And black curtains
For the hearses
This is different
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Hot foot, grave dirt, goofer dust
And black curtains
For the hearses
Bitch you wanna know 'bout a
Motherfucking kick back
Ever seen a ghost
With a motherfucking pink axe
Got a problem with your back
I might just fix that
Chop you in the spine
I'll be fucking up your mind
Let me see if chakras really do align
Triple six six six
And a three six nine
If you really tryna snake
Fuck your mama and your dime
If a motherfucker got a problem
Black skull a full a slime
Black skull a full a slime, slime
And I really got the time today
To wrap you in a bottle on fire
Feel the pain
And I got your pictures
In a black box in a grave
Shoulda think twice 'bout
The shit that you claim
Said I got your pictures
In a black box in a grave
Shoulda think twice 'bout
The shit that you claim
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Hot foot, grave dirt, goofer dust
And black curtains
For the hearses
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Fuck around with me
Lil bitch you get fucked up
Black skull a run you down
Run you down
Hot foot, grave dirt, goofer dust
And black curtains
For the hearses
This is different
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Writer(s): Witcliffe Cunningham
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