[Verse 1: Reese]
Shut the fuck up, it don't matter
I won't hear you screamin' after all this blood gets splattered
Shut the fuck up, it don't matter
Got these bodies droppin' faster, sew his mouth shut, there's no chatter
Boy said he 'bout it, now his blood is leakin' out of him
Meat hook in your back, got you hung up in my cabin
Smokin' on your flesh and I'm inhalin' the ashes
Why the fuck you so sad, bitch
[Verse 2: Kylie]
Sick and twisted in the fuckin' head
Killed all my friends, rouri said I should give it a rest (GORESET)
'Cause I get too loud 'cause I'm trapped in my head
Want me to turn around, want me to do less
Kill me if you really want, geekin' off like three grams (p-p-polar)
S-S-Stuck throwin' up with my nose bleeding
Is this what you really want? Are you gonna leave him?
'Cause you don't need him, you really don't need him
[Verse 3: Zonar]
We can fight, I'll blow your mind
Hold your final breath tonight
You're in my sights, I'll make your mind
Rib cage drops, then it starts to rise
(I should've known that it never fucking mattered)
Took my heart and you put it on a platter
Never once thought about the feelings after
We can fight, I'll blow—, hold your final breath tonight
[Verse 4: sub50]
Only diggin' ditches just to tip my toes
I've got my head under water, it seems like nobody knows
And if you knew why
Tell me why you in my business in the first place
I don't got regrets but I made hella mistakes
But I'm in my bag now
See your name, I put my phone down (Pipe down)
Send you home with a big frown
[Verse 5: alithuia]
Yeah, let's open up that rib cage
See what makes your soul tick, s-s-see what makes your heart ache
Yeah, this Glock paintin' chalk lines
Hollow tip nine'll leave you on the fuckin' sidelines, it's time
And-nd-nd-nd (And) I (I) can't take back the shit I've done
Warm bodies turn to cold cases, never on the run
When the set spray up your block, we're just havin' fun
You can't stop us now, 'cause we've only just begun, yeah
[Verse 6: VcA94]
Boy gon' take these secrets to the grave
I speak no evil, bitch, hold the choppa to the one you tryna save
And he gon' eat the clip, cutthroat, violent with the blade
Shit, I feel like a prick, I just might kill him with a glaive
That's so medieval, bitch
I wet that motherfucker up
My chop extended like a dick and I'm a motherfuckin' slut
We call that blood lust
HM-1, you gettin' cut
Divide 'em into eight like I'm the motherfuckin' hut
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