lirik lagu jmattson – vinny and pauly ii
[f~ckyouak]
pull the knife out my back
grip the d~mn nine
f~ck with mine
imma make him f~cking flat line
put a bullet hole thru his f~cking jawline
while doing tricks with the blade
hope you don’t mind
yeah they wait for the day that i’m gon die
i really hate when people think that i’m a nice guy
when imma murder everybody in your bloodline
i’m p~ssed off
gonna blow up like a landmine
put my middle fingers up cause i still don’t give a f~ck
i should twist the f~cking blade
when it’s up inside your gut
jesse rеally love the blood drip
and i love thе f~ck sh~t
when we get together
there’s not really a discussion (yeah yeah)
c4 strapped to my chest screaming suicide
in this life that i’m living b~tch it’s do or die
i don’t know if imma live up to see 45
so when i’m looking in the mirror b~tch i’m terrified
so i roll it up
give the weed a puff
i’ve been feeling rough so
please lemme beat it up
i can’t get enough
gon feast when i eat it up
d~ck up in your guts whoa
and my b~tch a savage put the knife up to your throat bro
whoa
going for the gold
i’ve been on a roll
won’t stop till get my chain
up on f~cking froze
so go yous a little hoe
f~ck up on my bro
i’m ghost
oh you didn’t know
take away my soul
[jmattson]
pull the knife out my pocket issa bench made
on the block and i’m feeling like dikembe
take a chance lil b~tch you got 10 days
need that money in my hand i need my rent paid grip her french braids when i hit from the back i’m a fiend hoe
blowin money like i’m drunk at the casino
back with a motive to attack like i’m shego
they call me vinny but i feel like uncle nino c~notes in my jacket pocket with the blunt wrap, blood bath someone tellem get the f~ck back, one strap on the waist one trunk bag, filled up with grenades don’t come back
mothaf~cka if you really wanna problem we ain’t moving
i don’t think they really want it hear em talk but they don’t do it
run up on a motherf~cker if he talkin like he stupid
i don’t think he really bout it on his block but he ain’t shooting lil b~tch why you actin like you hot sh~t
totin pistols on the gram but you ain’t shot sh~t opp sh~t i been makin moves and makin moshpits godless tell me i should pray i’d rather not b~tch
glock out pull the glock out like i’m witchouse
pop out with my c~ck out at your b~tch house
lockdown got it locked down like a grid now
ayy
h~llhound for the win now
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