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Aneurysm
Double Bladed
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Yeah, fuck
Yeah, bitch
Yeah, bitch
Fuck, bitch
Yeah, fuck, shit
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, fuck, shit (That's that Withered shit)
Fuck (Ahhh)
I got some muhfuckin' racks in the back of the spaceship
She wanna taste it
Shit got me tweakin', sip of the drank
She told me to take it (Woo), I think she laced it
I'm finna break shit
Why would I care 'bout a muhfuckin' hoe, who's pussy's on Craigslist?
She give me head, she give me some brain
That bitch is a zombie, I'm leavin' her brainless, huh (Blegh)
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zo-
I got a gun, got a pole
Keep a g tucked, you finna go
Under control, under control
I only know 'bout shit I know (Yeah)
That was a joke
Scamming the old, I'll take your soul, we need go (Yeah)
Under control, under control
I fuck her throat, now she got a cold
Systematic shit, systematic bitch (Woo)
Automatic gun, got Patek Philippe (Yeah, woo)
She got syphilis
Diamonds on my wrist
Money on my teeth to my toes I'm hella rich (Woo)
Yeah, she want me (She want me)
Yeah, she want me (She want me)
For that cash, for that money, for that something
Yeah, she want me (She want me)
Yeah she want me (She want me)
For that bread, for that butter, do you copy? (Fuck)
For that cash she puck her lips
For that cash she shake her tits
For that cash, yeah, she stay loyal
You ain't fuckin' with my bitch
Yeah, you mad, you make a wish
She on top until she switch
Dig a hole, then light a blunt
May your body rest in piss
I've been fuckin on yo' bitch
Take her card, now you mad (Yeah)
Take her card, now you sad (Yeah)
Take her card, be a dad (Yeah)
Take her card, you a whole fag (Woo)
Talk to the back off my hand (Woo)
I been killing off the xans
Break your legs, now you can't stand (Can't stand, yeah)
Crash out (Yeah), trash out, make you pass out (Yeah)
All the blood from your head (Woo)
Catch you lack, I'ma lash out (Shhh, woo)
I'ma kill you, yeah, yeah
Beat you till you, yeah, yeah
Stop you breathin', yeah, yeah (Woo)
Red is all I'm seein' yeah (Red)
I've been so geeked
I feel like I'm in a dream
Take another bean
Money count machine
Feel like Beybi Jes, eatin' ice cream
Feel like Beybi Jes, drankin' up the lean
Feel like Beybi Jes
She take of her dress, layin in my bed
Take out all her stress
We fuck, gimme head
Smokin' my deads
All I see, red
I'm makin' bread
Your friends all speds
Breaking your legs, fuck all the feds
I fuck with eatin' fried eggs
Yeah, fuck
Yeah, bitch
Yeah, bitch
Fuck, bitch
Yeah, fuck, shit
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, fuck, shit (That's that Withered shit)
Fuck (Ahhh)
I got some muhfuckin' racks in the back of the spaceship
She wanna taste it
Shit got me tweakin', sip of the drank
She told me to take it (Woo), I think she laced it
I'm finna break shit
Why would I care 'bout a muhfuckin' hoe, who's pussy's on Craigslist?
She give me head, she give me some brain
That bitch is a zombie, I'm leavin' her brainless, huh (Blegh)
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zombie, yeah, she a zo-
Yeah
I got a gun, got a pole
Keep a g tucked, you finna go
Under control, under control
I only know 'bout shit I know (Yeah)
That was a joke
Scamming the old, I'll take your soul, we need go (Yeah)
Under control, under control
I fuck her throat, now she got a cold
Systematic shit, systematic bitch (Woo)
Automatic gun, got Patek Philippe (Yeah, woo)
She got syphilis
Diamonds on my wrist
Money on my teeth to my toes I'm hella rich (Woo)