city morgue - vacant lyrics
[intro: zillakami]
is that shoki on the beat?
h+llsing
jordy
woo
[pre+chorus: zillakami]
got the drop on everyone at any time (okay)
pull up, draw the sh+t, and i will cross a line (okay)
they can show me anything, and i’ll make it mine (okay)
you can’t combat me, it’s past your beddy time (hah)
[chorus: zillakami]
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
[verse 1: zillakami]
y’all be disrespectful, but never in person (okay)
livin’ at your momma’s house, y’all truly worthless (what?)
on the internet, you think y’all boys is perfect (huh?)
shooter ain’t got no name, he just pull up hurtin’ (wait)
catchin’ bodies, just to show him what i’m about (okay)
when it’s goin’ up, i make this sh+t go south (okay)
she might catch a stray bullet, she on the couch (okay)
no apologies, we gon’ spark it out, yeah
.45 on me, ain’t gon’ talk it out, yeah
you can plot on me all day, ain’t gon catch me out (okay)
anywhere i am safe, you can’t scope me out (okay)
.45 on me, you think we gon’ talk it out?
[pre+chorus: zillakami]
got the drop on everyone at any time (okay)
pull up, draw the sh+t, and i will cross a line (okay)
they can show me anything, and i’ll make it mine (okay)
you can’t combat me, it’s past your beddy time (hah)
[chorus: zillakami]
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
[verse 2: sosmula]
(ewok, ewok)
got my gun on me, match it with my outfit (splash, splash)
rather get caught with it, than get caught without it (doo+doo+doo+doo)
them n+ggas caught me lackin’, sh+t, i pop my brain (no+no)
them n+ggas caught me lackin’, they ain’t got no aim (no+no)
see me up in traffic with my watch and chain (splash, splash)
b+tch, we got them sticks like a hockey game (doo+doo+doo+doo)
i got shooters on my left, shooters on my right
rugers on my left, rugers on my right
[pre+chorus: zillakami]
got the drop on everyone at any time (okay)
pull up, draw the sh+t, and i will cross a line (okay)
they can show me anything, and i’ll make it mine (okay)
you can’t combat me, it’s past your beddy time (hah)
[chorus: zillakami]
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
gun up, how the f+ck you dyin’ with it? (what?)
[outro]
how the f+ck you dyin’ with it?
how the f+ck you+
how the f+ck you dyin’ with it?
how the f+ck you dyin’ with it?
how the f+ck you dyin’ with it?
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