biinjo & $ega 死 お金 愛 - necromancy lyrics
[verse 1: $ega 死 お金 愛]
run up on a motherf+cker make a cold case
b+tches always on my line yeah we doing cocaine
yeah i f+ck with a p+ssy boy, make him no face
if we didn’t f+cking k!ll em then you know i rotate
i just stay by myself which is why i’m always silent
know i’m throwing up 6ix while i’m repping f+cking r10t!
tryna make me feel bad, but i don’t f+cking buy it
steading smoking 5 blunts, put that sh+t in my diet
you two, hit em f+cking up like i’m mewtwo
vroom, vroom skirting in the lot asking, “who’s new?”
take shrooms, love the f+cking drugs in my room too
blues clues, found the f+cking body on youtube
run up on a motherf+cker make a cold case
b+tches always on my line yеah we doing cocaine
yeah i f+ck with a p+ssy boy, makе him no face
if we didn’t f+cking k!ll em then you know i rotate
got a motherf+cking shotgun
boutta f+cking pop one
aim it at my head then i motherf+cking drop em
boutta f+cking lock em
f+cking with a thot
i’m all up on her body getting white up on her cotton
[verse 2: biinjo]
qualuude in my liver is the only way i pass the time
call me michael myers way my knife gon’ take away yo life
cemetery, grave digger, i be workin’ overtime
take a good look, if you blink, you ain’t gon’ stay alive
i pull the strings, i determine every outcome
even if you try to run, you know that i could catch up
let you catch your breath because i treat you like a lab rat
call me puppet master, ‘cus this show gon’ have a new cast
breakin’ down yo sediment, i’m burnin’ down yo residence
my money evergrowin’ ‘cus my m+th+f+ckin’ settlement
i’m out here raisin dead again, you talkin’ like you negligent
these bullets finna fly, and when they catch you, know you dead again
i’m risen from my grave, $ega the d+mn necromancer
i pillage in the day, all yo’ questions stay unanswered
’till i find yo’ biddie, play my music, now she belly dancin’
but i do not f+ck wit’ b+tches, end her life after romancin’
in a trance, we on the advance
you don’t stand a chance
in my hands, heater cost a band
don’t f+ck up my plans
drop a grand on yo hoe in france
she in love again
end her man, put his blood in cans
sip it till i can’t, what the f+ck
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