Room #1449

AK got that kick back with that full mag
Imma shoot 'em Imma cut em
I'll sit back and slowly watch you fuckers bleed

Run inside the function like I run it
I don't wanna fuckin turn yet
Life's and game and I am in the drivers seat

I don't really wanna slow down yet
I've been going up and up uh
I don't really wanna stop swerving
Need more purple in my cup uh

I don't really wanna stop grinding wanna sharpen so it cuts
Think that I give a damn about comments bitch I don't give a fuck

You said that you are a winner
While I eat ya girl for dinner
Giving her all the lovely fucking things
She said you can not give her
Listen to my confessions you all know that I am a sinner
And with all that talk of blood and pain know that you a beginner

I don't really wanna come off too damn crazy
With all of these things, I'm saying
But these perks that I'm taking
Making my mind run real hazy
Fuck it baby
Think I might call up miss daisy
She want me to hold the knife to her and pound pussy crazy

Got this blood game going bro
Keeping hollows in the 9 yeah just for you
And living like a devil is the thing I choose to do
Hit it from the back yeah it's my favorite point of view

AK with the bayonet on the end switchblade
Get slain
2 hollow points aim them at your damn face
Close case, Never Hesitate
Oh my god, Get out my damn
Face

Crush it up
Sniff the dust
Turn to dust
Bodies rotten
Bloody, rusty
Chapped and crusty
Tell my momma I'll die ugly

I ain't sorry for my problems
Or my emotions
Bodies floatin'
In the ocean
Washed ashore
It doesn't matter
Don't care no more

Crush it up
Sniff the dust
Turn to dust
Bodies rotten
Bloody, rusty
Chapped and crusty
Tell my momma I'll die ugly

I ain't sorry for my problems
Or my emotions
Bodies floatin'
In the ocean
Washed ashore
It doesn't matter
Don't care no more

Finna get rid of it all the logic
You can't even get my message directed
In any given direction I spit
Turn of a nation the whole fucking generation
Will see the snap and the crack of reality
On the hanging tree

Churning and burning the picture
Takers and fakers
The lose it now win it laters
The paparazzi and haters and
Sorry if you feel offended by the words
That I yell
But here's my colt .45
Go ahead and go shoot your self

Nah I'm just kidding I don't wanna be accountable yet
Be that prisoner who winds up on the news or dead
Nah I just wanna be that person people scared to look at
Yeah I just wanna be the king
Who wears the crown on his head yeah
I might pull up with that heater
Keep that chopper tucked yeah that bitch delete (yuh)
All these motherfuckers they asking for features (uh)