Walking Doom
Put some paper in my pocket
Stack it up, I need a check
I'm finna flip it, fuck it up
I wanna hit sumn with a Tec
I wanna rip it, run amok
Them double digits turn to stacks
I'm screamin "Kill em, hush em up!"
I need some crystals on my neck
You wanna do it?
Put a body in the air with my fist like
Doom in the party
Turn a marriage to a fist fight
Whacked!
What a god
Wanna murder when the mood right
Hunt in the day
Eat his body in the moonlight
So I go and put the pieces on him
These motherfuckers wanna feature from him
I had enough
He actin tough, I'm finna reach for somethin
Leave with somethin
I pull his card, it was a Visa or somethin
I hit his brain
Choppa sang like it's Aretha Something
Too rude
I'm comin through with the new tool
And I'm too smooth
When thumpin it, it go PEW! PEW!
Got a loose screw
You dumb and I wanna shoot you
With that deuce deuce
Put hole in him like a Froot Loop
Why you lame?
What you gain?
Why you hate a nigga?
My doggy maim
Gold fangs
How he ate a nigga
We droppin brains
Ya whole gang gon evade a nigga
Peter Piper picked a pack of pistols to erase a nigga
So I go and put the pieces on him
These motherfuckers wanna feature from him
I had enough
He actin tough, I'm finna reach for somethin
Leave with somethin
I pull his card it was a Visa or somethin
I hit his brain choppa sang like it's Aretha Something
Too rude
I'm comin through with the new tool
And I'm too smooth
When thumpin it, it go PEW! PEW!
Got a loose screw
You dumb and I wanna shoot you
With that deuce deuce
Put hole in him like a Froot Loop
Put a body in the air with my fist like
Doom in the party
Turn a marriage to a fist fight
Whacked!
What a god
Wanna murder when the mood right
Hunt in the day
Eat his body in the moonlight
Put a body in the air with my fist like
I'm in the party
Turn a marriage to a fist fight
Swear to god
Wanna murder when the mood right
Hunt in the day
Eat his body in the moonlight
Stack it up, I need a check
I'm finna flip it, fuck it up
I wanna hit sumn with a Tec
I wanna rip it, run amok
Them double digits turn to stacks
I'm screamin "Kill em, hush em up!"
I need some crystals on my neck
You wanna do it?
Put a body in the air with my fist like
Doom in the party
Turn a marriage to a fist fight
Whacked!
What a god
Wanna murder when the mood right
Hunt in the day
Eat his body in the moonlight
So I go and put the pieces on him
These motherfuckers wanna feature from him
I had enough
He actin tough, I'm finna reach for somethin
Leave with somethin
I pull his card, it was a Visa or somethin
I hit his brain
Choppa sang like it's Aretha Something
Too rude
I'm comin through with the new tool
And I'm too smooth
When thumpin it, it go PEW! PEW!
Got a loose screw
You dumb and I wanna shoot you
With that deuce deuce
Put hole in him like a Froot Loop
Why you lame?
What you gain?
Why you hate a nigga?
My doggy maim
Gold fangs
How he ate a nigga
We droppin brains
Ya whole gang gon evade a nigga
Peter Piper picked a pack of pistols to erase a nigga
So I go and put the pieces on him
These motherfuckers wanna feature from him
I had enough
He actin tough, I'm finna reach for somethin
Leave with somethin
I pull his card it was a Visa or somethin
I hit his brain choppa sang like it's Aretha Something
Too rude
I'm comin through with the new tool
And I'm too smooth
When thumpin it, it go PEW! PEW!
Got a loose screw
You dumb and I wanna shoot you
With that deuce deuce
Put hole in him like a Froot Loop
Put a body in the air with my fist like
Doom in the party
Turn a marriage to a fist fight
Whacked!
What a god
Wanna murder when the mood right
Hunt in the day
Eat his body in the moonlight
Put a body in the air with my fist like
I'm in the party
Turn a marriage to a fist fight
Swear to god
Wanna murder when the mood right
Hunt in the day
Eat his body in the moonlight
Credits
Writer(s): Do Not Resurrect
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