Bodies in the fucking trunk
I don’t give a fuck
about a motherfucker
Calling cops//
I just want the drugs
I just want the guns
I just want a bullet
In a fucking opp //
I just want that purple
In my fucking blunt
I just want that pussy popping
When I pop a fucking seal //
Keep it fucking real
Here’s the fucking deal
You give me your wallet
You won’t get killed //
Blood won’t get spilled
Make no heads spin
Bodies in the trunk
Make you one of them //
Christmas fucking time
Pray you don’t get dead
I might pull up in my slay
Shoot you in the head //
Send a fucking hex
Curse you for a year
Pray that you don’t cross me
Or you’ll end up dead //
Deal them fucking drugs
Heroin and meth
Black tar in my stomach
Crystal in my head //
Crystal in my girlfriend
Acid in my body
She don’t do no Molly
DMT inside her //
I just pop a Molly
Feeling fucking awesome
I just pop a perky
Feeling fucking gorgeous //
Xanny in my slurpy
Syrup in my sip cup
Jolly ranchers and the sprite
All up in my system //
Ridining down the highway
Feeling sorta nervous
Got a glock in my pocket
With the bullets //
Silencer upon it
Imma slam the hammer
On a hater
If I’m being honest //
Ballin in the projects
Had to back a prospect
Cocaine in Miami
Selling it like Pablo //
S/O to the plug
I might rob his ass
I might call the FBI
I might snitch on him //
Only if they pay me
Do it for the fetti
Did it for the family
Invest that in bitcoin //
Nigga raised up in the gutter
Had to get the fucking guns
had to get the butter
Hustle all the time //
Had to get the UZI
and the AK shooting burst
Land you in a Hearst
Have you pushing daisies up//
Jewelry fucking glossy
Yola in my pockets
Whipping in the trap house
Cripping in the projects //
Cripping for the coppers
Yeah we throwing gang signs
Yeah we throw a flash bang
Switchblade at your forehead //
Gunshot to your forehead
Take you to the forest
Dig a shallow grave
Imma put you fucking in it //
Nah this ain’t a gimmick
Higher than the limit
Fucking with my money
And I’ll put a bullet in yah //
Sinner foreal
I am the devil sent from heaven
Lucifer in dreams
I reside with Baal and his demons //
No I ain’t evil
But evil is live backwards
So sometimes I’m fiending for real
I guarantee it
Got the mask and the glock
Imma ride for my soldiers
Imma die for the set
Selling drugs for the OG //
I get depressed off the Perky
I feel anxious and worthless
I might pop a molly
That shit help me focus //
Sometimes I hear demons
When the heroin peaking
And I got a fresh line up
And yo girl with me tweaking //
Yeah we pray to the Devil
He’s the reason we fiending
I might sacrifice a baby
when she give birth this evening //
Oujii possessed me
I’m in the bank with no gun
I had to pull out the knife
Nah it wasn’t that fun //
I had to put down the guard
Before he start sending rounds
I took a human shield
And he hit her instead //
I ducked and I covered
I got shot in the back
I caught his ass slipping
And I stabbed him to death //
We want Obama
Please someone save us
I hate the police
Cus all of them racist //
They busting my niggas
for selling the weight
They don’t like my style
They don’t like my skin //
You might get locked up
You might get the book
25 to life
It’s that deal that they’ll give//
I run in the mayor office
And let off a shot
I tell em wassup
Then I pop that opp //
I pop that Uzi
And a AK
44 magnum
All of them spray //
Light up your spot quick
Ruin your day
Run in your spot
Playing Russian roulette //
Run in your spot
With a sword and a mask
Steal everything
I can grab with my hands //
Gimme yo diamonds
Gimme yo gold
Gimme your wallet
Or I’ll cut off your hands //
I’ll cut off your head
If you play with my bands
You’ll get shot up
by a gang of my men //
I don’t give a fuck
I’m smoking that meth
I free base that crack
Tattoos on my neck //
Pimp a fucking bitch if I want
Get the money for the fuck
Try not to get busted
By the fucking cops
About the Creator
Demon Cash
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