Death

Yeah
Um
Back on my Hyperpop shit
Uh
I was bored
So
I made this
I wanna get high
Hahaha
Yeah

Brodie talkin shit
Till I pull up wit the stick (yeah)
His bitch is on my dick
While I millyrock his momma (woah)
Told the bank to add a few more extra commas (yeah)
Bitches so dramatic please don't involve me in drama (yeah)

If you fuck with my bitch i'ma kill you, on my momma (yeah)
I might shoot you with slug or maybe the llama (aye)
I'm the grim reaper bitch i'ma take your breath (yeah)
Have a nice death

If you fuck with my bitch i'ma kill you, on my momma (yeah)
I might shoot you with slug or maybe the llama (aye)
I'm the grim reaper bitch i'ma take your breath (yeah)
Have a nice death

Let me tell you the latest on my news
I'm making every move
I'm not trying to sing the blues
I got myself together
I'm trying to be cool before I lite the fuse
Before I blow up and your coming with me to
You thought you already decided but I didn't give you a choice to choose
You over jumped it like you always do
That's why I'm always first let me hint you on a clue I took out a couple of screws
And now my brains bouncing around all loose
Within the small space of my skull
I think I'm leaking juice
It's dripping out my nose onto my food
I couldn't have been in a worse mood
Why dose my thoughts always allude me
I'm not amused you see
How do I get rid of the lunacy
The nightmares always find me in my lucid dreams

If you fuck with my bitch i'ma kill you, on my momma (yeah)
I might shoot you with slug or maybe the llama (aye)
I'm the grim reaper bitch i'ma take your breath (yeah)
Have a nice death

If you fuck with my bitch i'ma kill you, on my momma (yeah)
I might shoot you with slug or maybe the llama (aye)
I'm the grim reaper bitch i'ma take your breath (yeah)
Have a nice death