S1d V1c10Us

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[Intro] Feel like I'm Christ, bloody Chrome crucifixes Crib in the hills, all my hoes superficial (Bloodbath) Gun futuristic, scope on the pistol Opp in my sights, long range, I'm not missin' Gang— Woah, woah, yeah Woah, woah, yeah (L3-L3fT 4 D3ad mixtape) Hi-C, man, woah, woah Ooh-oh, bitch Kush so exotic, kush so exotic, yeah (There's no turning back) Yeah, yeah, aight, perfect Yeah [Verse] Kush so exotic, chains so pretentious Wrist so hypnotic, swag so expensive Bitch so psychotic, her brain so proficient Bitch gave me top and her best friend assisted Feel like I'm Christ, bloody Chrome crucifixes Crib in the hills, all my hoes superficial Gun futuristic, scope on the pistol Opp in my sights, long range, I'm not missin' (Fuck you) Gang full of vamps, make a call and they blitzin' Ricks on my feet, cost a band just to kick it Pint plug a doc' and my 'cid plug a chemist DMT dust, help me break through dimensions Sour Patch Kids drenched in LSD liquid Too many shrooms made me feel schizophrenic Chrome crucifix on my sleeves and my lenses Ink on my neck, and my wrist cryogenic Run two revolvers like Red Dead Redemption Quick draw surprise, head burst into giblets Rick Owens trench, ride around with a Hitman Sex pistol burst in her face, Sid Vicious Black Hellcat, got your bitch superstitious High speed chase, give a fuck 'bout a ticket Geeked in the rave with two vamp bitches kissin' Blood in my cup, bloody lips, look like Lipstick Bitch in a trance, sex slave do my biddin' Bitch so in love with cocaine and prescriptions Fuck niggas hoes, got a big sex addiction Traumatic thoughts fill my heart with resentment Bitch hate my guts, say I'm so narcissistic Dick in her guts, pussy wet, and it's grippin' Do anything on the 'Gram for attention Sub me in tweets, got these fans in my business Stuck to the plan, bitch, I ran up them digits Eighth of the shrooms pick me up, I'm replenished Sex on my brain, Hi-C so hedonistic Angel of death, bloody wings, Femto Griffith Jump off a cliff, your life, you should end it Bro died right now, think nobody would miss him Pain in my heart turned my thoughts so sadistic Bitch worship dick, damn, this thot so submissive Big bag of K for these bad hoes to sniff it (Blood, darkness, come onto me) Beg me to fuck, damn, these hoes so persistent Say I'm in love, baby girl, I'm pretendin' Texts left on read, damn, Hi-C so dissmisive (Fuck you) Bloody sword like Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance Slice you in half for my blood thirst to quench it Walk in the mall, pockets fat, Peter Griffin Fuck that ho once, kick her out, she evicted (This is too easy) [Outro] Hi-C Touchdown, bitch You already know, L3Ft 4 D3aD Mixtape, man This shit ain't nothin' bro You know what I'm sayin', straight bars, nigga All off the top, nigga, first time, Hi-C, bitch Shoutout to Sophitia man, know how we comin' Shouts out my motherfuckin' vamps, nigga All Vivienne everything, pussy, let's go Aight, lemme hear that whole thing