Cult Shit

Faygo bottle faygo bottle
Cotton candy
Pour it
Mix it
3 to 4 maybe more
Shit your bitch just a whore
Look gotta her on all fours
She licking kids of the floor

Oh yeah what an ass
Choke her like she asks
Yeah I'm a bastard
Tounge game that I've mastered

You ain't seen a key
I got house full of ps
Shots fired point blank
Straight at your knees
Fuck the police

12 gauge blow you off stage
Home got blade in ya mates rib cage
You got a bitch but they aren't of age
You old news like early morning rage

Yeaahhhh 6kay whooo
Dropping an opp and I'm letting it go, letting it go
I put a blade in his dome
I put a blade in his throat
I left his body with holes
I left his body with holes
For it I'm taking your soul
All of you cunts would get rolled
I hit the block and control
All of you cunts would get rolled
I hit the block and control

Eat your bitch she better be delicious
I'm back balls deep in your bitch
Big dick so big she need some stitches
Rob your house take all your riches

I'm fucking up all of my liver
Purple in it flowing like a river
Chopping up like I'm snak the rippper
All use are victims what's to consider

We there cult that you wanna remember
Aye 6kay throw your sixes 6kay
Throw your sixes 6kay

Throw a 6 in the sky that's cult shit
Perth city demons were Satan own soilders
Throw a 6 in the sky that's cult shit
Ain't gone stop till my whole clique golden
Throw a 6 in the sky that's cult shit
Perth city demons were satans own soilders
Throw a 6 in the sky that's cult shit
Ain't gone stop till my whole clique golden



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Writer(s): Brock Kiddie
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