KILL*COMET - MISA MISA Lyrics

I got model bitches hitting up my cellular
Nigga try me then he die aint talkin methanol
He gone fold, Know that these niggas aint got my drip at all
He ain't know, We finna follow him home and then make the call
He a bum, He a dub, He just easy pickings
He gone jump, He gone run, He just get to skipping
Pull out the blade, If he go missing you will not find us there
Bitch I'm insane, If I go missing you will not find me here

I been riding, riding, rolling with my pistol tuck
Talking tough was just a joke you think I give a f*ck?
She be screaming out that she can feel it in her tummy
Bitch I'm a BAD KID, I ain't a sad kid, move in the night like a zombie
Hoe get down up on her knees and then I go and feed her
Pull up in the brand new scat I'm in a two-man seater
This my come up this my timing this my perfect season
Got what I want, that's not enough, cause lil bitch I need a

Blond goth bitch, just like Misa Misa need a
Big blunt with that smoke that come out reefers need a
Bad bitch who gone lick me up like stealers need a
New whip that gonna blow out all the speakers

Where my stacks, that nigga he tryna attack me
Where my racks, Hop on the mic and then spazz like a tommy
Call her mommy, big tiddy goth in my car seat
Call yo mommy, before I get done with my horror scene

Blond goth bitch, just like Misa Misa need a
Big blunt with that smoke that come out reefers need a
Bad bitch who gone lick me up like stealers need a
New whip that gonna blow out all the speakers