Surprise, the little demon survived
Every bully has died by the kid with the .45
And if you're wondering why this story is still alive
It's 'cause Cindy's in my trunk and I'm f*cking streaming it live
You know that gunshot at the end of that one song?
About Johnny surrounded at gunpoint by the S.W.A.T.?
You thought this where the fun stops
But instead of shooting Cindy
I shoot 50 f*cking rounds and kill all of those dumb cops
Pop, pop
Then I grab Cindy by her bright red hair and find some stairs
And get the hell up out of here
I grab my keys and as I leave I see her tears
I looked her right inside her eyes and then I said these lyrics (I said)
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
"Ah, ah, ah"
Cindy, shut your mouth
Keep your head down
Get me out this town
"Ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah"
What else do you want?
I told you every reason that you needed in my songs
"Johnny, please, you're scaring me
You killed the people, they're deceased
You do not need to hurt me
I was gonna be a nurse and now I'm gonna need surgery
Don't murder me"
Shut up, shut up, shut up
I was just a kid everyone made fun of
Now I got a gun and you act so kind
Cindy, are you ready to die?
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Can't tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher
Teacher, teacher can't tell me nothing
I cock the hammer back and I give the camera a laugh
You thought I was just loser who sat in back of the class
And I guess I was
Just a depression teen who finally hit his limit
Started looking for stress relief
Who found a shiny toy
Yeah, his dad kept weapons clean
I guess the f*cking lesson is do better at raising kids
Hi, my name is Johnny and I probably won't escape from this
But if you see this video just please make sure to share the shit
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Surprise, the little demon survived
Every bully has died by the kid with the .45
And if you're wondering why this story is still alive
It's 'cause Cindy's in my trunk and I'm f*cking streaming it live
You know that gunshot at the end of that one song?
About Johnny surrounded at gunpoint by the S.W.A.T.?
You thought this where the fun stops
But instead of shooting Cindy
I shoot 50 f*cking rounds and kill all of those dumb cops
Pop, pop
Then I grab Cindy by her bright red hair and find some stairs
And get the hell up out of here
I grab my keys and as I leave I see her tears
I looked her right inside her eyes and then I said these lyrics (I said)
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
"Ah, ah, ah"
Cindy, shut your mouth
Keep your head down
Get me out this town
"Ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah"
What else do you want?
I told you every reason that you needed in my songs
"Johnny, please, you're scaring me
You killed the people, they're deceased
You do not need to hurt me
I was gonna be a nurse and now I'm gonna need surgery
Don't murder me"
Shut up, shut up, shut up
I was just a kid everyone made fun of
Now I got a gun and you act so kind
Cindy, are you ready to die?
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Can't tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher
Teacher, teacher can't tell me nothing
I cock the hammer back and I give the camera a laugh
You thought I was just loser who sat in back of the class
And I guess I was
Just a depression teen who finally hit his limit
Started looking for stress relief
Who found a shiny toy
Yeah, his dad kept weapons clean
I guess the f*cking lesson is do better at raising kids
Hi, my name is Johnny and I probably won't escape from this
But if you see this video just please make sure to share the shit
Every bully has died by the kid with the .45
And if you're wondering why this story is still alive
It's 'cause Cindy's in my trunk and I'm f*cking streaming it live
You know that gunshot at the end of that one song?
About Johnny surrounded at gunpoint by the S.W.A.T.?
You thought this where the fun stops
But instead of shooting Cindy
I shoot 50 f*cking rounds and kill all of those dumb cops
Pop, pop
Then I grab Cindy by her bright red hair and find some stairs
And get the hell up out of here
I grab my keys and as I leave I see her tears
I looked her right inside her eyes and then I said these lyrics (I said)
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
"Ah, ah, ah"
Cindy, shut your mouth
Keep your head down
Get me out this town
"Ah, ah ah, ah, ah, ah"
What else do you want?
I told you every reason that you needed in my songs
"Johnny, please, you're scaring me
You killed the people, they're deceased
You do not need to hurt me
I was gonna be a nurse and now I'm gonna need surgery
Don't murder me"
Shut up, shut up, shut up
I was just a kid everyone made fun of
Now I got a gun and you act so kind
Cindy, are you ready to die?
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
F*ck this
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
Now I'm going down and I'm taking 'em out
And I'm giving them what they wanted
I was going down for the function
I was going down for the fun shit
You in or you out?
It's blood shit, baby
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Can't tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher, can't tell me nothing
Tell me nothing
Teacher, teacher
Teacher, teacher can't tell me nothing
I cock the hammer back and I give the camera a laugh
You thought I was just loser who sat in back of the class
And I guess I was
Just a depression teen who finally hit his limit
Started looking for stress relief
Who found a shiny toy
Yeah, his dad kept weapons clean
I guess the f*cking lesson is do better at raising kids
Hi, my name is Johnny and I probably won't escape from this
But if you see this video just please make sure to share the shit