(And I began to hate)
I'm a f*ckin' satanist I wanna go to hell
Never wanna leave that bitch, I'm not f*ckin' well
Always trippin' on the funds, never on my health
If this bitch leave me I might f*ckin' kill myself
Pussy, you don't know me, but yo' bitch just f*ckin' blow me
Smokin' on your homies, that shit purple like Kuromi
Whippin' a Miata from LA straight to Atlanta
Spin your block while sippin' Fanta
I get Ho's just like I'm Santa
Puff puff push up in her pussy, while she giving me the nookie
Make her scream like she a wookie
That bitch hairy on her cookie, call the FDA when cooking
Call my phone if you need booking
Tell my chef to start it quickly
Graveyard gang gon' run the city
'Til the day you f*cking die!
Bomb you! Bomb you! Bomb you!
Bomb you! Kill you! Kill you!
Pop out of the cut, like bad pussy
Niggas got some yeast
Nigga tried to diss me, miss me miss me, now you smell my feet
Beck is just a liar, not a good one he can't hold a story
Acting like a faggot, and that's getting kinda f*cking boring
Popped another tab, 1333rd I'm f*ckin' soaring
Niggas wont attack, if I go to church I'll f*cking bomb it
Niggas think it's sad, that I see no point in all of this
Nigga just be glad, that I see a point in how you live
I'm a f*ckin' hater I would kill you if I had a gun
Always on my nerves bitch, I'll skin you make a leather glove
Tossin' and I turn in my sleep
I'm only getting nightmares
Getting to the green
That's how Graveyard Gang is going down here
(Mm, Yeah, Mm)
Let's- let's do a hook nigga
Okay?
Don't try to f*ck with me
Niggas clout hungry
Niggas leach
Don't try to f*ck with me
Take that faggot's shoes off his feet
(They need to make like an IRL raven team leader)
(And then she come over to my house and I eat her but for hour)
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(And I began to hate)
I'm a f*ckin' satanist I wanna go to hell
Never wanna leave that bitch, I'm not f*ckin' well
Always trippin' on the funds, never on my health
If this bitch leave me I might f*ckin' kill myself
Pussy, you don't know me, but yo' bitch just f*ckin' blow me
Smokin' on your homies, that shit purple like Kuromi
Whippin' a Miata from LA straight to Atlanta
Spin your block while sippin' Fanta
I get Ho's just like I'm Santa
Puff puff push up in her pussy, while she giving me the nookie
Make her scream like she a wookie
That bitch hairy on her cookie, call the FDA when cooking
Call my phone if you need booking
Tell my chef to start it quickly
Graveyard gang gon' run the city
'Til the day you f*cking die!
Bomb you! Bomb you! Bomb you!
Bomb you! Kill you! Kill you!
Pop out of the cut, like bad pussy
Niggas got some yeast
Nigga tried to diss me, miss me miss me, now you smell my feet
Beck is just a liar, not a good one he can't hold a story
Acting like a faggot, and that's getting kinda f*cking boring
Popped another tab, 1333rd I'm f*ckin' soaring
Niggas wont attack, if I go to church I'll f*cking bomb it
Niggas think it's sad, that I see no point in all of this
Nigga just be glad, that I see a point in how you live
I'm a f*ckin' hater I would kill you if I had a gun
Always on my nerves bitch, I'll skin you make a leather glove
Tossin' and I turn in my sleep
I'm only getting nightmares
Getting to the green
That's how Graveyard Gang is going down here
(Mm, Yeah, Mm)
Let's- let's do a hook nigga
Okay?
Don't try to f*ck with me
Niggas clout hungry
Niggas leach
Don't try to f*ck with me
Take that faggot's shoes off his feet
(They need to make like an IRL raven team leader)
(And then she come over to my house and I eat her but for hour)
I'm a f*ckin' satanist I wanna go to hell
Never wanna leave that bitch, I'm not f*ckin' well
Always trippin' on the funds, never on my health
If this bitch leave me I might f*ckin' kill myself
Pussy, you don't know me, but yo' bitch just f*ckin' blow me
Smokin' on your homies, that shit purple like Kuromi
Whippin' a Miata from LA straight to Atlanta
Spin your block while sippin' Fanta
I get Ho's just like I'm Santa
Puff puff push up in her pussy, while she giving me the nookie
Make her scream like she a wookie
That bitch hairy on her cookie, call the FDA when cooking
Call my phone if you need booking
Tell my chef to start it quickly
Graveyard gang gon' run the city
'Til the day you f*cking die!
Bomb you! Bomb you! Bomb you!
Bomb you! Kill you! Kill you!
Pop out of the cut, like bad pussy
Niggas got some yeast
Nigga tried to diss me, miss me miss me, now you smell my feet
Beck is just a liar, not a good one he can't hold a story
Acting like a faggot, and that's getting kinda f*cking boring
Popped another tab, 1333rd I'm f*ckin' soaring
Niggas wont attack, if I go to church I'll f*cking bomb it
Niggas think it's sad, that I see no point in all of this
Nigga just be glad, that I see a point in how you live
I'm a f*ckin' hater I would kill you if I had a gun
Always on my nerves bitch, I'll skin you make a leather glove
Tossin' and I turn in my sleep
I'm only getting nightmares
Getting to the green
That's how Graveyard Gang is going down here
(Mm, Yeah, Mm)
Let's- let's do a hook nigga
Okay?
Don't try to f*ck with me
Niggas clout hungry
Niggas leach
Don't try to f*ck with me
Take that faggot's shoes off his feet
(They need to make like an IRL raven team leader)
(And then she come over to my house and I eat her but for hour)
Writer: Saturn Coles, Aiden Remetes
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid