Popping pills bitch bitch I feel like a junkie
Talkin' shit but nobody can stop me
I carry the bonesaw cause I'm chopping bodies
I'm gonna blow up just like a kamikaze
I'm popping a bean and i feel like a zombie
I'm chopping the bricks these hoes call me Tabachi
Had to change my style cuz these hoes wanna copy
Hollows in his spine Imma do that bitch sloppy
Ain't no question about the blood up on my t-shirt
Whip out the shovel bitch you gon' see dirt
You twitch in the coffin, already hurt
They ain't gonna hear you, there is no reverb
And we ain't playing we got a full mag
Running with all these bricks in my backpack
Hitting licks bitch I'm just tryna get stacks
Organ harvesting give me the blood bag
Run up on me and I'm breaking up your spine
I'm always strapped and I come with the tec 9
Pussy boy, 1 bullet and I'll take your 9lives
I'm always wrong bitch but whos saying your right?
Robbing his house and we slide in the night
Passing the cops, we avoiding the lights
Bringing the glock to a motherfucking fight
I'm a god these pussies cannot deny
These bitches know me as "dark"
Fuck her so hard that Imma stop her heart
Faggot I told you to stop
Crucifix, turned him in a piece of art
He wanna test me bitch, nah
Stomp his head until I'm crushing his jaw
Filling my blood bag don't stop
Scoop your eyes I put that shit in a jar