(Drita D'Avanzo)
Im not gonna close fist punch your face in
Im gonna open hand smack the fuck out of you
Straight up on sight
BANG YOUR HEAD
DANCE TILL YA DEAD
SMOKE A THOUSAND BLUNTS
TILL MY EYES BLOODY RED
Spit on your grave
Fuck all my fake friends
They tried to plot against me
Now they all fucking dead aye
Aye aye
Bring it back now
Resurrected from the weed ashes
Burning like a phoenix
All up in they feelings, intimidated
Yeah you'd a bitch
Watch your fucking tone
When you step up to me G
Man all these rappers big pussy
I got that dog in me
I wish a bitch would
On a mother fucking shooting star
Talking all that shit, never heard of you before
Ima boss ass bitch go look me up hoe
Ain't popping no more xannies
But you know I got them bars
Lil bitches love to bark
I'll dog walk yo ass through the park
BANG YOUR HEAD
DANCE TILL YA DEAD
SMOKE A THOUSAND BLUNTS
TILL MY EYES BLOODY RED
Spit on your grave
Fuck all my fake friends
They tried to plot against me
Now they all fucking dead aye
BANG YOUR HEAD
DANCE TILL YA DEAD
SMOKE A THOUSAND BLUNTS
TILL MY EYES BLOODY RED
Spit on your grave
Fuck all my fake friends
They tried to plot against me
Now they all fucking dead aye
Bang ya head!
Bang ya head hoe!
Bang ya head!
Bang ya head hoe!
Bang ya head!
Bang ya head hoe!
MISERY MOB MUTHAFUCKA!