Dumbledore/Doubledoors
Bitch I'm on that shit
Wood too thick
"I can't fuck wit you"
I roll up on em lit
Lighting bic
Blunt infused, I shoot
Yo baby girl I'm shit
Always been
Never thought I knew
Gutter full of Mince
Hundred bins
They still filling too
Trapping out my sins
Flip flip flip
Said I'm coming through
Like Dumbledore, my stick
Click click click
That's a spell I threw
You motherfuckers dick
Since a kid
I been killing you
Your bodies are my fit
Wear your skin
Make a fucking suit
Dance and laugh my ass off
Look at what your boy created
Sound like I'm on bath salts
I can't stand my face, I hate it
Moss-berg with no rock salt
Bitch I want it penetrated
Load a slug and blast off
Split my fucking skull and maim it
Throwing up the set
HKK
Bitch we run shit
I'll take your fucking head
Any day
Bitch I burn shit
I'm running through the red
Bloody rain
End of earth shit
Remember what you said?
We were dead
This insurance
Bitch I moved from Xanax
Entire planets, eat Earths quick
My episodes of manic, I'm frantic
Like this ain't worth shit
Don't understand the panic
Mechanical, have no urges
I'm creeping through the damage
I vanish and never surface
Y'all know that I'm all buried
It's very scary, unearth it
I rip through what you carry
Through cemeteries and Earth pits
That demon boy who vary
You might just find him as Birkin
Creeping through the stages
I'm very patient, don't push shit
Wood too thick
"I can't fuck wit you"
I roll up on em lit
Lighting bic
Blunt infused, I shoot
Yo baby girl I'm shit
Always been
Never thought I knew
Gutter full of Mince
Hundred bins
They still filling too
Trapping out my sins
Flip flip flip
Said I'm coming through
Like Dumbledore, my stick
Click click click
That's a spell I threw
You motherfuckers dick
Since a kid
I been killing you
Your bodies are my fit
Wear your skin
Make a fucking suit
Dance and laugh my ass off
Look at what your boy created
Sound like I'm on bath salts
I can't stand my face, I hate it
Moss-berg with no rock salt
Bitch I want it penetrated
Load a slug and blast off
Split my fucking skull and maim it
Throwing up the set
HKK
Bitch we run shit
I'll take your fucking head
Any day
Bitch I burn shit
I'm running through the red
Bloody rain
End of earth shit
Remember what you said?
We were dead
This insurance
Bitch I moved from Xanax
Entire planets, eat Earths quick
My episodes of manic, I'm frantic
Like this ain't worth shit
Don't understand the panic
Mechanical, have no urges
I'm creeping through the damage
I vanish and never surface
Y'all know that I'm all buried
It's very scary, unearth it
I rip through what you carry
Through cemeteries and Earth pits
That demon boy who vary
You might just find him as Birkin
Creeping through the stages
I'm very patient, don't push shit
Credits
Writer(s): Logan Johnson
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