DEATHPROOF

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Run up on me, got you spinnin' in circles
Better yet, got you back where the dirt was
Nevertheless, It's you in the circus
I'm a big boy, got you scared like a target
Bitch stalkin' me, like a bird does
Fuck em, I don't give a damn
See this bullet, come try your chance, yeah
Stand In my way and this bullet degrades
One false move yeah, you in your grave
Yeah yeah, bitch, whatever you say
Trading Places, you gotta pay
Twin Glocks, they feel like a blade
I know they hurtin' why don't you pray
Suckin' my dick, they want me to stay
The fuck outta my way, lil bitch

Think you know me, I'm not him
Think you know me, I'm not him
They thought they knew me, I'm not him

Swervin' with two bloody wrists
Born a vamp, you know I don't quit
Me and my bag connected by hip
Dive in that pussy like I'm gonna swim
10 racks, spent 8 on some shit
I like expensive things
Run up on me, I pull out my fangs
I came to kill, I don't wanna dance
Try shit but you don't have a chance
Down bad, It's makin' me laugh
Layin' it down and i'm takin my stance
High in this foreign, I think I might just crash

Run up on me, got you spinnin' in circles
Better yet, got you back where the dirt was
Nevertheless, It's you in the circus
I'm a big boy, got you scared like a target
Bitch stalkin' me, like a bird does
Fuck em, I don't give a damn
See this bullet, come try your chance, yeah
Stand In my way and this bullet degrades
One false move yeah, you in your grave
Yeah yeah, bitch, whatever you say
Trading Places, you gotta pay
Twin Glocks, they feel like a blade
I know they hurtin' why don't you pray
Suckin' my dick, they want me to stay
The fuck outta my way, lil bitch



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Writer(s): Alyar Aynetchi
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