Slaughter House
Whole gang get slaughtered when I wear a fake chain
Whole gang get slaughtered when you say the wrong thing
Whole gang get slaughtered then I burn down a bank
Cop 500 years but I won't do a day
Popped a cop in the face
Hold up wait
Now I gotta do the same
If your swervin in my lane
Get fucked by a shank
And I'm kinda fucked up cause I don't love a thing
Don't run that game on me
Cause I'm Yung Cobain
Your bitch my bed missing nose ring
I shoot cocaine hit that vein up
You won't say nun cause you just a punk
Dump em in a casket kiss my ass
Yo bitch look like a dude that's dressed in drag
Imma wear my durag when I hit it from the back everybody in my town cept me down bad cause I'm up now
Cold put my heart back in the freezer
Chisel me a mic melt it I'm built like a heater
Knife in my back some friends Julius Caesar
It's easier said than done speak for yourself plus she like my demeanor
Whole Gang Get Slaughtered
Uh huh Aye
Your whole Gang Get Slaughtered
Uh huh Aye
Your whole Gang Get Slaughtered
Aye bitch
Wasn't it the last shit. we was doing
Wasn't it the last shit. we was doing
Wasn't it the last shit we was doing
Wasn't it the last shit we was doing
Whole gang get slaughtered when you say the wrong thing
Whole gang get slaughtered then I burn down a bank
Cop 500 years but I won't do a day
Popped a cop in the face
Hold up wait
Now I gotta do the same
If your swervin in my lane
Get fucked by a shank
And I'm kinda fucked up cause I don't love a thing
Don't run that game on me
Cause I'm Yung Cobain
Your bitch my bed missing nose ring
I shoot cocaine hit that vein up
You won't say nun cause you just a punk
Dump em in a casket kiss my ass
Yo bitch look like a dude that's dressed in drag
Imma wear my durag when I hit it from the back everybody in my town cept me down bad cause I'm up now
Cold put my heart back in the freezer
Chisel me a mic melt it I'm built like a heater
Knife in my back some friends Julius Caesar
It's easier said than done speak for yourself plus she like my demeanor
Whole Gang Get Slaughtered
Uh huh Aye
Your whole Gang Get Slaughtered
Uh huh Aye
Your whole Gang Get Slaughtered
Aye bitch
Wasn't it the last shit. we was doing
Wasn't it the last shit. we was doing
Wasn't it the last shit we was doing
Wasn't it the last shit we was doing
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Writer(s): Cante Owen
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