HVTRED (feat. Noaah & OonWokk)
Walking with the forty tucked
Bitch you better duck
Me and Noah always turning up
We ain't using luck
Spilling blood to the moon
Putting pussies in their tomb
With the way that we be killing
Stay surprised that there's still room
Never stop
Never rot
Never leave a bitch forgot
Picking up we never lowing till the day I see a spot
Murder bitches disappear
So I never leave a care
When I'm fucking on these hoes they got me pulling on they hair
(On they)
Tell me what is happiness because I can not recall
(Call)
Pull up with them body parts still hanging from my car
(Car)
Praying to the stars yeah I'm praying to the universe
Hades in my head you can call me fucking lucifer
Tell me what is feeling boy cause I just can not tell
(Tell)
My liver way too muddy so they put me in that cell
(Cell)
What you think is funny Ima fucking take your scalp
(Scalp)
Watch me get this money if it mean I go to hell boy
Catch the cap
Just pray you fucked
Niggas don't try to test me
Run it back right now to the spot
Fuck twelve fuck niggas can't face me
One to the glock
Thought about ain't no bitch that can replace me
They're by the drop
Straight ahead I'm cursing you I'm placing
Let her rot
Love to watch the bodies and demons
All summon wokk
Hearing knocks outside my window
Devil coming out
Voices from behind and all them people running out
Worship evil spirts full of hatred ain't no doubt
Bitch you better duck
Me and Noah always turning up
We ain't using luck
Spilling blood to the moon
Putting pussies in their tomb
With the way that we be killing
Stay surprised that there's still room
Never stop
Never rot
Never leave a bitch forgot
Picking up we never lowing till the day I see a spot
Murder bitches disappear
So I never leave a care
When I'm fucking on these hoes they got me pulling on they hair
(On they)
Tell me what is happiness because I can not recall
(Call)
Pull up with them body parts still hanging from my car
(Car)
Praying to the stars yeah I'm praying to the universe
Hades in my head you can call me fucking lucifer
Tell me what is feeling boy cause I just can not tell
(Tell)
My liver way too muddy so they put me in that cell
(Cell)
What you think is funny Ima fucking take your scalp
(Scalp)
Watch me get this money if it mean I go to hell boy
Catch the cap
Just pray you fucked
Niggas don't try to test me
Run it back right now to the spot
Fuck twelve fuck niggas can't face me
One to the glock
Thought about ain't no bitch that can replace me
They're by the drop
Straight ahead I'm cursing you I'm placing
Let her rot
Love to watch the bodies and demons
All summon wokk
Hearing knocks outside my window
Devil coming out
Voices from behind and all them people running out
Worship evil spirts full of hatred ain't no doubt
Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Sisemore
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