Witchouse 40k - EGODEATH
Prod. Klimonglue
Shot and dir. Grade-A & Cyberdrip$
H A U N T E D C U L T
HHM x 747
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Lyrics:
50 drum, glizzy cocking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now I'm looking sun kissed
wussup, said he want it so we smoke em up
Eliantte on the bezel hanging off my wrist/
put my fist up in your bitch,
shawty said she love that shit,
now we smoking out the zip, we rolling green up like a witch
Keep a chopper with a dick on em, I'm never gonna miss,
caught some bodies playing victim, way I'm always in the mix/
Broke my knuckle on your lip, what's up,
40 bricks im bout to flip i lost my job don't give a shit, bitch
yellow diamonds look like piss, i be chopping all these snakes up yeah you gon finna hear me hiss
40 thousand dollars in my bank, no need to count that shit
i fell in love with money so im always out here counting it
all these artists fake they hearing gunshots and they cowering, i pull up on your block and leave a pussy rapper counterfeit,
lil bitch, where the money at? i know you're out here housing it, i never play with killers you a pussy and you're proud of it,
pillaging up your villa i go bump in the night, .45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it/
cock back and i bang, click clack and i paint, smoke gas by the day, flak jacket in the bank, trash mask on the face
Yoppa make em levitate, i aint got a gang I've got a chopper like a heavyweight. no we cannot talk to much i never wanna conversate
never switching lanes cuz all these rappers wanna follow me, twenty in my wallet, pocket rocket shooting harmonies, fuckin on your bitch i want her soul but gave her heart to me, put lead up in your arteries/
i got shooters who gon get you on the low, yeh
i got ruler clips that hollow out your bones, yeh
smoke so much that i can never find my phone, i might just buy another one i might just stay the fuck alone, yeh
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