6 6 6 F O R E V E R
Title | 6 6 6 F O R E V E R |
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Artist | $uicideboy$ & Ramirez |
Album | G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S. |
Release Date | 2015-05-26 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro: Xavier Wulf] Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet Posted with the set cutting checks, getting bitches wet [Verse 1: RVMIRXZ] Roamin', creepin' through the night bumpin' on that Tommy Wright Grippin' on my fucking knife, and end this motherfucker's life You fucking with G*59, ho? Go and get yo crucifix $uicideboy$ and Ramirez all up in this bitch Welcome to the depths of hell We burnin' them busters and bringing them down Walk through the fields, I'm makin' no sound Casting these spells, all my demons around eatin' yo flesh Step in the darkness and ending your quest You begging for life, but death is the best Fucking with me, then I murder the rest, bitch [Verse 2: YUNG CHRIST] Me just creeping through the night looking for a sacrifice Murderous killer, drug dealer's how I'ma live my life Oh no, that nine blow, and it bust your brains I just wanna die slow and feel all the pain Standing by the liquor store selling some cocaine I'm posted in the underworld, soaking in the cold rain Brutal destruction is comin', no runnin' I'm gunnin' to aim at your face People don't like me, but it is okay because I do not give a fuck about anything The infamous cannibal chewing on snitches in the name of Jesus I'm through with these bitches Yeah, I'm through with these bitches [Verse 3: YUNG PLAGUE] Grey skies turn black, now I seek nine lives Swerving in the 'Llac, bitch, I seep fine wine G*59 where the beast's signs fine Glock cocked, got shot, man, at least nine times, I'm fine, light pine My spine is damaged, I can barely walk, barely talk, but I'll manage Bitch, I got the devil on my side, get on my level Pedal to the metal, yellow in my eyes, Hell is in my sight Fuckboys I be rollin' over like a dead body found in the middle of the night Glowin' bright, growin' spikes Bitch, I need a kennel, just close it tight Shoveling dirt, bitch, I'm covered in burns with a smirk on my face Dumped in the flood and got blood on the pumpkin The Jack-o'-Lantern fucking stuffed with some brains I'm insane with no chain The person you used to be now is a stain, fuckboyYou might also like |