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Lyrics

[Intro: Xavier Wulf] Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' bitches wet Hahahaha [Verse 1: Ramirez] Roamin', creepin' through the night, bumpin' on that Tommy Wright (That Tommy Wright) Grippin' on my fucking knife and end this motherfucker's life You fucking with G*59, ho? Go and get your crucifix $uicideboy$ and Ramirez all up in this bitch Welcome to the depths of hell We burnin' 'em busters and bringin' 'em down Walk through the fields, I'm makin' no sound (On god) Castin' these spells, all my demons around (Yeah, okay) Eatin' your flesh step in the darkness and endin' your quest You beggin' for life but death is the best Fucking with me, then I murder the rest, bitch [Verse 2: Yung Christ] Me just creepin' through the night, looking for a sacrifice Murderous killer, drug dealers, how I'ma live my life Oh no, that nine blow and it bust your brains I just wanna die slow and feel all the pain Standin' by the liquor store, sellin' some cocaine I'm posted in the underworld, soaking in the cold rain Brutal destruction is coming, no running I'm gunnin' to aim at your face People don't like me but it is okay because I do not give a fuck 'bout anything The infamous cannibal, chewin' these snitches In the name of Jesus, I'm through with these bitches Yeah, I'm through with these bitches [Verse 3: Yung Plague] Grey skies turn black, now I seek nine lives Swervin' in the 'Lac, bitch, I seep fine wine G*59, where the beast's signs fine Glock cocked, got shot, man, at least nine times I'm fine, light pine, my spine is damaged I can barely walk, barely talk, but I'll manage Bitch, I got the devil on my side, get on my level Pedal to the metal, yellow in my eyes, hell is in my sight Fuck boys, I be rollin' over like a dead body found in the middle of the night Glowin' bright, growin' spikes Bitch, I need a kennel, just close it tight Shovelin' dirt, bitch, I'm covered in burns with a smirk on my face Dumped in the flood and got blood on the pumpkin The Jack-o'-Lantern fucking stuffed with some brains I'm insane with no chain The person you used to be now is a stain, fuckboy