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Witchouse 40k - HOLLOWBONES lyrics

Artist: Witchouse 40k

album: HOLLOWBONES


(Blank smile, fangs up)
(Bitch, you know the way it go)
Blank smile, fangs up
Bitch, you know the way it go
(Blank smile, fangs up)
(Bitch, you know the way it go)
Blank smile, fangs up
Bitch, you know the way it go
Trauma from the past, snortin' problems, I been on my own
Tryna fight the habit, I'm an addict 'til I overdose
Needle for the traction, feel my body floatin'
Yeah, I'm a hopeless motherfucker, leave me broken like your body's bones
Skully full of pain, take my soul back
Hoppin' out the motherfuckin' grave, where the smoke at?
Walkin' out the rain with it, grey the fuckin' color of my fate
I got bullets in my coffin, make yo' skull crack, yeah
Trauma from the past, snortin' problems, I been on my own
Tryna fight the habit, I'm an addict 'til I overdose
Needle for the traction, feel my body floatin'
Yeah, I'm a hopeless motherfucker, leave me broken like your body's bones
Skully full of pain, take my soul back
Hoppin' out the motherfuckin' grave, where the smoke at?
Walkin' out the rain with it, grey the fuckin' color of my fate
I got bullets in my coffin, make yo' skull crack
I keep my fangs tucked, pussy, I ain't talkin' a lot (talkin' a lot)
Never changing up, visions of the grave 'til I rot ('til I rot)
We keep our chains close, I ain't never trust these motherfuckers
Only brothers in my circle, hittin' licks until the gang pops (gang pops)
Your gang's chalked, stay soft, I let my blade drop
Veins chopped, suicidal thoughts to fuel the faceoffs
Demon Slayer, way I booked a couple fake opps
Came from straight cots, mask on until I take off (take off)
And on my momma, I'm a dog up in this bitch
Barkin' loud up in the coffin, Forty run up and he split
Keep my collar on Affliction, take his body out the mix
I keep that blick with me, pull up, Forty deep up in the crypts, yeah
Forty flip the pilot, hit the stove, I mix it twice
Blend my vices with the dope, we out the gutter with the mice
I had rodents on my body, now I'm finna up the price tags
Swipe cash, talkin' with my chest, you know I bite back
Competition talkin', wipe they face off the block
I been ghostin' motherfuckers, duckin' snakes when I walk
Feel the rain on my face, and my dirty veins, seen 'em rot
And I keep a body bag with me, drop my fangs when I talk, yeah
And I ain't feelin' like runnin', so where's the ruckus at?
From the dungeon hungry, I'm fiendin', don't need my budget back
And all my money's bloody, I bleed 'em and knock his skully
Loaded guns up on my tummy, I pull up and knock his stomach back
Trauma from the past, snortin' problems, I been on my own
Tryna fight the habit, I'm an addict 'til I overdose
Needle for the traction, feel my body floatin'
Yeah, I'm a hopeless motherfucker, leave me broken like your body's bones
Skully full of pain, take my soul back
Hoppin' out the motherfuckin' grave, where the smoke at?
Walkin' out the rain with it, grey the fuckin' color of my fate
I got bullets in my coffin, make yo' skull crack
Met my favorite rapper and I'm better than-
(Bitch, you know I'm better than-)
Forty with the static, bitch, I got a lot of vetements
OG in the scene but that don't mean that he a better man
The trust between us broken, all these rappers lose they heads again
He said that he my brother, 'til he snake me for a bitch
28 up on the papers, pussy chasin' like a jit
I been chasin' all this paper, I ain't never gon' miss
Forty deep up on the block, you know my money out the crypts, bitch
He ain't with it, seen his numbers in the sediment
I'm heaven-sent, I cut off all these pussies, here's the evidence
I'm better on my own, up in this bitch like I'm the Revenant
Dolo with the Glock up in my hand, gon' leave the remnants
Don't need to reminisce; to hell with it, I'm losin' hope
Glock up to my head, I'm castin' spells that let the bullets go
Targets on myself since I was old enough to miss 'em
I could break away, hate my mental status but I learned to cope
Trauma from the past, snortin' problems, I been on my own
Tryna fight the habit, I'm an addict 'til I overdose
Needle for the traction, feel my body floatin'
Yeah, I'm a hopeless motherfucker, leave me broken like your body's bones
Skully full of pain, take my soul back
Hoppin' out the motherfuckin' grave, where the smoke at?
Walkin' out the rain with it, grey the fuckin' color of my fate
I got bullets in my coffin, make yo' skull crack
(Blank smile, fangs up)
(Bitch, you know the way it go)
Blank smile, fangs up
Bitch, you know the way it go
(Blank smile, fangs up)
(Bitch, you know the way it go)
Blank smile, fangs up
Bitch, you know the way it go

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