SBR Ludo - Emotionless Lyrics

Windows tinted we creepin
Levels changin Stay leavin
I am the grim uh the reapin
People don't understand the meanin
Imma keep sippin this cup
And I don't give a f*ck bout yuh
Not worried about pullin uo
Pussy ass bitches get f*cked

Nicotine fillin up my lungs
While I'm oadin up the drum
Betta be careful hoe
Stop acting so dumb
You a grade eight hoe
Bitch you is just slump

I just met the devil
And i went down to his level
Yea he seemed pretty chill
But that bitch is in trouble
Betta write ya notes
Cause imma slit ya throat
Might even slit my wrist
I can't handle this

In ya dome
Ride in the chrome
Look at me now
Shout out to bones
Got my drink
Good enough for me
Yea this Jim Bean
I don't drink lean
You pop a bean
Like Charlie Sheen
Light up some weed
It's just a tree
Got nowhere to be
So you set yourself free

I'm gonna pull up with the f*cking dead
Yea brain full of f*cking lead
Mouth holding cigarette
Bitch I am emotionless

You bite the bullet
When we pull up
We don't miss
Yea the dead we show up
It's a blow out