Lyrics

Yo Shoota chop that shit up ****
Gang, gang
Real **** paid **** body bags grave diggers
Swear to god I hate **** I will never change ****
All these chains, feeling like a slave It's custom made ****
Used to be a lame **** now its Helly Gang ****
Bag alert 2k on a shirt this one for Curt
So used to popping percs none of this shit hurts that shit the worse when they don't put you first
Bitch I feel like Durk let's get to work
Told her if she suck it I might buy that bitch a purse
Used bathe in blood got it out the mud bitch im a thug I used to sleep with bugs
Said we need dub, my momma told me all I need is love
Granny up above knew what is was I did it just because
Couldn't fit the glove it wasn't me that **** made it up
If I ever catch Mike I'll hit his ass with 23
I told them pussy **** man they better not play with me
Yeah you know if I got beef I'll leave it in the streets I ain't talking on the internet you know it's heat with me
Keep the heat with me I keep that stick me
You know I'm riding round with twin I keep my blick with me
You know I'm riding round with twin he keep the perkys yeah and if a **** get the twitching he get the hurting yeah, yeah
We gon murk em ain't no playing around fuck it lay em down
If I ever go broke then I'll lay em down
Please don't make a sound everybody on the ground yeah bullets flying high you better get down, yeah
Real **** paid **** body bags grave diggers
Swear to god I hate **** I will never change ****
All these chains, feeling like a slave It's custom made ****
Used to be a lame **** now its Helly Gang ****
Bag alert 2k on a shirt this one for Curt
So used to popping percs none of this shit hurts that shit the worse when they don't put you first
Bitch I feel like Durk let's get to work
Told her if she suck it I might buy that bitch a purse
Written by: Jahyem Scott, LBE Unc
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