10,000 Degrees

Lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Nut, Yung Plague & Lil Choppa] Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill (Ayy, ayy, ayy) If you busters slippin', it's this pimp here finna do the deal (Ruby got 'em) [Verse 1: Yung Plague] Straight outta hell, ring the bells, Plague is here to stay Roaches and locusts, they cover me No halo hoverin', follow me in your grave Ain't got no Patek because I'll be here 'til the end of fuckin' times Thy kingdom come, thy will be done and still you wonder, "Who am I?" I am the devil's son, born and raised Preachin' suicide, googly eyes, "Tell me more," okay Praise the fuckin' devil, God can suck my dick, I scorch the plains Makin' mountains crumble, glaciers meltin', oceans swellin', I'm Lord of the Plagues (Load up my—) Wait a fuckin' minute, I got more to say Threatenin' swordplay, some would say nay 'cause the tip of my sword blade dipped in chlordane Lord Plague breakin' fortés, $carecrow in the corn maze Hauntin' board games, for war, we pray Plague is cold in Norway hangin' from the doorframe with the sores and stain [Refrain: Yung Plague] For war, we pray 7th Ward, the Grey For war, we pray 7th Ward, the Grey For war, we pray 7th Ward, the Grey For war, we pray [Verse 2: Lil Choppa] Death is inevitable, the fuckin' $carecrow walkin' on his tiptoes On your blood-stained wood floor, you know, mister typical Hearin' the fuckin' voices through my window (Beggin' to be dead) But no worries, just like Chucky, Cut Throat got the blade, and the knife May thy rise for the Yung Christ, never even died My father just forsaken I, I'm still suicide until I die It's an eye for an eye Speakin' of I, I— (Someone help me out) See the reaper havin' a busy season Won't even let me rest, while I'm sleepin' It's gettin' harder to watch from the bleachers The father of evil, like Knievel, Ruby and I stay jumpin' over people Xanax eatin', close to lethal Cigarette breathin', junkie, used to needles So I grew up a fuck-up (Pow, pow, pow, pow) Load the nine up, my time's up, yeah (Yeah, yeah) [Outro: Lil Choppa & Lil Nut] Grew up a fuck up Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill Load the nine up (Fuck all this shit) If you busters slippin'— (My time's up, fuck) It's this pimp here—