Lyrics
dealin with the stress
Bitin til the skin rips, them niggas either die or stay stuck on my dick
put em in a grave with an empty 40 ounce bottle and don t leave a drip
Bitin til the skin rips, my brain is kinda sick
sluts get ate out alike
with tha 9-millimeter clip
It gets so deep right under the garden blocc, ya mothafuckas don t ya forget that shit
livin dead ever since
i dreamed of feedin them niggas soufle soofley a la dunn
It wouldn t work without that sick, killin up tha cog Sicc, i gotta skits
Cause eatin dead pussy clit i make ya sick, that sick nigga
And it s the nigga that kill for reason, they thought that i was done but lynch is not the one, straight from tha grave
chewin nigga nuts to cure my fit
I take my mouth off up that cog and trip, baby barbeque ribs and guts and, cause i m that nigga they call lynch
livin dead ever since
Dank is what crooked teeth heard, do ya wanna know what that siccness is, so i can serve ya some of this shit and have ya murderin ya biyatch
Fortunate but they trip when my nine gets sick, the garden blocc don Made, i dreamed of feedin them niggas soufle soofley a la dunn
Livin dead ever since, and don t forget where the sicc came from
Do ya wanna know what that siccness is, it gets so deep right under the garden blocc Made, they come but nut just like the rest
I pull the tampax-string out and straight put in work, fuckin with tha splift
season of the sicc
Bitin til the skin rips, the human meat fix Lynch, ya mothafuckas don t ya forget that shit
But it s the season so my reason is legit, they come but nut just like the rest
it gets so deep right under the garden blocc
Baby barbeque ribs and guts and, and it s the nigga that kill for reason, but it s the season so my reason is legit
Cause eatin dead pussy clit i make ya sick, ya can just call me manson yeah Made, fuckin with tha splift
bitin to the skin rips
and don t forget where the sicc came from
The baby killa s back up in this motherfucka, that s why i got the urge to shoot that pussy clit Hung, i empty clips
but now i m like j
That nigga lynch, it wouldn t work without that sick, i m havin fits
My brain is kinda sick, cause eatin dead pussy clit i make ya sick Made, cause livin with tha tripple-six
Tha cannibalistic nigga that got that 9 millimeter gun, the human meat fix, so i can serve ya some of this shit and have ya murderin ya biyatch
Pussy meat ripped in a pan full of nuts and guts and intestines and shit, the human meat fix
bitin til the skin rips
puffin off the cess
bitin to the skin rips
Dank is what crooked teeth heard, tha cannibalistic nigga that got that 9 millimeter gun
The garden blocc don, that sick nigga
The baby killa s back up in this motherfucka, killin off the less, i take my mouth off up that cog and trip
And don t forget where the sicc came from, dealin with the stress Made, that s the mothafuckin siccness
That sick nigga, baby barbeque ribs and guts and
I killed to cure my fit, picture this, the human meat fix
Picture this, livin dead ever since, they just don t understand it it s so outlandish
I m havin fits, i killed to cure my fit Brotha, that s the mothafuckin siccness
that s the mothafuckin siccness