GUTZ

Oh fuck, war slugs all up in your guts
I just heard these pussy haters
Want to grab up on my gun
Let them run
I can tell and see you acting sus
Bout to pull the drum and make you
See the sun and let it thump

Oh fuck, war slugs all up in your guts
I just heard these pussy haters
Want to grab up on my gun
Let them run
I can tell and see you acting sus
Bout to pull the drum and make you
See the sun and let it thump

I've been sipping liquid death
It looks like tattoos on my neck
It's like the devil promised checks
But I've been acting like a wreck
Yeah that gets her pussy wet
I beat it up I leave a mess
I'm licking spit I'm losing stress
And now she check my follows next

Bare flesh no, I don't want no hex mane
I'm just tossing turning when I sleep
Thats cuz' of stress, hey
Look my veins they popping
When I scream that rage and six blades
We just sitting writing raps
Until we get that pay day

All I think is kill
But I gotta chill
I don't pop a pill
I don't want a deal
Less than thirty mil' bitch
Bust them with the skill
Leave them bloody spilled
Doom is what I feel
Finna' get you peeled
Crack leave them killed

I just loaded up a tech and
When I summoned up a check
It's stacking up until my neck
Come get your feeling hurt
Teddy really murk
Bitch I'm from the dirt
Hit a verse with the curse
Then I roll up in a hearse

Oh fuck, war slugs all up in your guts
I just heard these pussy haters
Want to grab up on my gun
Let them run
I can tell and see you acting sus
Bout to pull the drum and make you
See the sun and let it thump

Oh fuck, war slugs all up in your guts
I just heard these pussy haters
Want to grab up on my gun
Let them run
I can tell and see you acting sus
Bout to pull the drum and make you
See the sun and let it thump



Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Colon
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