soul eater
KAMAARA Verse
Oh shit you look like you seen a ghost
Wipe the terror on his face and put the evil in her soul
Smoking so much gas I can feel my body levitate
Exhaust make the ground shake
Run from 12 in broad day
Come again? kicking dust up in the wind
Bitch I do this shit for real theres no reason to pretend
Down to ride down to die shift the gear and let it slide
Hold the chrome out the window motherfucker say good night
Knock knock its me mutha fucka
Running in the doe with the heat mutha fucka
Gah damn gah damn got blood on the floo
Got the butterfly knife in the butterfly doo
Ah shit ah shit run it back again
I need a goth shawty baby not no average bitch
Got the hell cat screaming got my bitch she a demon smell
The rubba mutha fucka hear the wheels they squealing
How the fuck you manage to give up like that
Pinning stuck inside the mud cant seem to
Get back on track
As i come around the curve and i continue to pass
My middle finger out the window with yo bitch in my lap
Savage Ga$p Verse
First thing first thing
Ima whip the benz
I might text ur bitch that I'm in her ends
She Got a man out in texas she used to mess with
Sorry, I couldn't find a fuck to give
One fuck, 2 fuck
I fucked, you fucked
That's our girl bruh
But u broke
And im up
Respond to her story with black heart emojis
To pictures she took in my bathroom, I'm sorry
Halloweentown I'm the ceo
Haunted house gang when im with the bro
And yo kam boutta make me do the sexy voice
The hoes gon love this shit u know
Dear Neptune that's a bad ass bitch
So let that man go and let me hit
Ok I'm not shit, and you're not shit
And you know this
So why the fuck we still standing here
I don't want another, so what are you on now
U don't need nobody, I love it it's goin down
Pretty girls love me, I got them tweeting
Like bitch that's so not haunted house
All my exes, y'all ain't on shit
Send a post card from my dick
To one's with the songs, that i made that were hits
When it plays in the club
I just hope that ur sick
I sing songs you know these hoes love it
Your boyfriend got savage gasp plug ins
Your the dark souls boss of all them health bussin
We all gotta die sometime I guess fuck it
KAMAARA Verse
Oh shit you look like you seen a ghost
Wipe the terror on his face and put the evil in her soul
Smoking so much gas I can feel my body levitate
Exhaust make the ground shake
Run from 12 in broad day
Come again? kicking dust up in the wind
Bitch i do this shit for real theres no reason to pretend
Down to ride down to die shift the gear and let it slide
Hold the chrome out the window motherfucker say good night
Oh shit you look like you seen a ghost
Wipe the terror on his face and put the evil in her soul
Smoking so much gas I can feel my body levitate
Exhaust make the ground shake
Run from 12 in broad day
Come again? kicking dust up in the wind
Bitch I do this shit for real theres no reason to pretend
Down to ride down to die shift the gear and let it slide
Hold the chrome out the window motherfucker say good night
Knock knock its me mutha fucka
Running in the doe with the heat mutha fucka
Gah damn gah damn got blood on the floo
Got the butterfly knife in the butterfly doo
Ah shit ah shit run it back again
I need a goth shawty baby not no average bitch
Got the hell cat screaming got my bitch she a demon smell
The rubba mutha fucka hear the wheels they squealing
How the fuck you manage to give up like that
Pinning stuck inside the mud cant seem to
Get back on track
As i come around the curve and i continue to pass
My middle finger out the window with yo bitch in my lap
Savage Ga$p Verse
First thing first thing
Ima whip the benz
I might text ur bitch that I'm in her ends
She Got a man out in texas she used to mess with
Sorry, I couldn't find a fuck to give
One fuck, 2 fuck
I fucked, you fucked
That's our girl bruh
But u broke
And im up
Respond to her story with black heart emojis
To pictures she took in my bathroom, I'm sorry
Halloweentown I'm the ceo
Haunted house gang when im with the bro
And yo kam boutta make me do the sexy voice
The hoes gon love this shit u know
Dear Neptune that's a bad ass bitch
So let that man go and let me hit
Ok I'm not shit, and you're not shit
And you know this
So why the fuck we still standing here
I don't want another, so what are you on now
U don't need nobody, I love it it's goin down
Pretty girls love me, I got them tweeting
Like bitch that's so not haunted house
All my exes, y'all ain't on shit
Send a post card from my dick
To one's with the songs, that i made that were hits
When it plays in the club
I just hope that ur sick
I sing songs you know these hoes love it
Your boyfriend got savage gasp plug ins
Your the dark souls boss of all them health bussin
We all gotta die sometime I guess fuck it
KAMAARA Verse
Oh shit you look like you seen a ghost
Wipe the terror on his face and put the evil in her soul
Smoking so much gas I can feel my body levitate
Exhaust make the ground shake
Run from 12 in broad day
Come again? kicking dust up in the wind
Bitch i do this shit for real theres no reason to pretend
Down to ride down to die shift the gear and let it slide
Hold the chrome out the window motherfucker say good night
Credits
Writer(s): Gaspare Magaddino Iv
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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