Running through the f*cking woods
AK stalking neighborhoods
Run up on a dirty fed
Feed him all this f*cking lead
Ain't got time for no hoe
Boutta tie her up and go
Need a bit of blood to flow
Let the demons start to grow
Burn it to the f*cking ground
Pipe bombs taped to feral hounds
Just another f*cking bitch
Kick her body to the ditch
Ain't nobody gonna hear you
When I motherf*cking kill you
I want death even more
Life got worse than it was before
Hoe
Prolly cop an axe from all these dead bodies
Got me on that red shotty
Killing is my damn hobby
Going on that grave-robbing
Shawty said her heart's throbbing
From these threats that I'm pressing
On my life of dejection
Just another day repping
My mind of depression
Gripping on my blood weapon
Nothing but a dead legend
Among the tombs of dead friends
Tying up some loose ends
Hollow points with extends
Hol up bitch wait a second
I don't think I can reckon
Where you were when I was dying
Just a bitch whose f*cking lying
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Running through the f*cking woods
AK stalking neighborhoods
Run up on a dirty fed
Feed him all this f*cking lead
Ain't got time for no hoe
Boutta tie her up and go
Need a bit of blood to flow
Let the demons start to grow
Burn it to the f*cking ground
Pipe bombs taped to feral hounds
Just another f*cking bitch
Kick her body to the ditch
Ain't nobody gonna hear you
When I motherf*cking kill you
I want death even more
Life got worse than it was before
Hoe
Prolly cop an axe from all these dead bodies
Got me on that red shotty
Killing is my damn hobby
Going on that grave-robbing
Shawty said her heart's throbbing
From these threats that I'm pressing
On my life of dejection
Just another day repping
My mind of depression
Gripping on my blood weapon
Nothing but a dead legend
Among the tombs of dead friends
Tying up some loose ends
Hollow points with extends
Hol up bitch wait a second
I don't think I can reckon
Where you were when I was dying
Just a bitch whose f*cking lying
AK stalking neighborhoods
Run up on a dirty fed
Feed him all this f*cking lead
Ain't got time for no hoe
Boutta tie her up and go
Need a bit of blood to flow
Let the demons start to grow
Burn it to the f*cking ground
Pipe bombs taped to feral hounds
Just another f*cking bitch
Kick her body to the ditch
Ain't nobody gonna hear you
When I motherf*cking kill you
I want death even more
Life got worse than it was before
Hoe
Prolly cop an axe from all these dead bodies
Got me on that red shotty
Killing is my damn hobby
Going on that grave-robbing
Shawty said her heart's throbbing
From these threats that I'm pressing
On my life of dejection
Just another day repping
My mind of depression
Gripping on my blood weapon
Nothing but a dead legend
Among the tombs of dead friends
Tying up some loose ends
Hollow points with extends
Hol up bitch wait a second
I don't think I can reckon
Where you were when I was dying
Just a bitch whose f*cking lying
Writer: Seth Arce
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