D3uS 3x lyrics

[Intro]
Heart made of stone, gettin' throat from a succubus
Put the barrel in her mouth, b*tch, suck on this
Bad foreign b*tch, di*k suckin' lips
Big f*ckin' tits, b*tch, holy sh*t
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (Heaven or Hell)
Yeah, uh, yeah, woah (Let's rock)
(L-L-L3Ft 4 D3aD mixtape)

[Verse]
Rick Owens trench coat, Deus Ex
Twin GLOCKs sing duets, make a bloody mess
Grim reaper, black hoodie, DRKSHDW silhouette
Big ass sword on the chop, bloody bayonet
Chrome bloody crucifix
Bro geeked on Percocets
Fent 30, kiss of death
Don't know who gon' die next
Clothes, money, drugs and sex
Hoes, got 'em soakin' wet
Hoes choosin' on me, yep
Nose runny, coke and X (f*ck you)
Sloppy throat from your hoe, bro, I know you sick
Your b*tch on go, you ain't know, boy, I know you p*ssed
Blow up my phone, leave me 'lone, hoe, you so unhinged
Come get your hoe, she on me like you don't exist
Run through her walls like a ghost, your b*tch so possessed
Say you get dough, but you broke, boy, I know you stressed
Dark evil thoughts, swear these hoes so f*cked in the head
Neck and wrist froze, my heart cold, I feel like snowman
Lights out like bulbs, diamonds glow like some f*ckin' lamps
My balls and my word, break 'em for no man
Heart made of stone, gettin' throat from a succubus
Put the barrel in her mouth, b*tch, suck on this
Bad foreign b*tch, di*k suckin' lips
Big f*ckin' tits, b*tch, holy sh*t
We pull up, Hellcat, eyes glowin' red
Do donuts, spinnin' blocks like a pirouette
[?], shotgun blast like the pyramids
We get lows, hit the mall with like forty bands
Doors lift up, car transform just like Optimus
Sassafras, molly rock, brown like f*ckin' sand (This is too easy)
Rick hoodie, hood on my head like Darth Sidious
Walk in the room, high-end clothes, got unspoken rizz
Futuristic scope on the gun, shootin' sh*t like Gantz
Blow through the breeze, bullets blow through the f*ckin' wind
Chrome Hearts tee, roar jeans look so heaven-sent
Angels fall from the sky, Neon Genesis
Got like ten pounds of shrooms in the hippie van
Big ass shroom, it's the size of my f*ckin' head
Ketamine, Crystal Castles
Spike knuckles, bloody fists
Wrist frozen like Alaska
Geeked on shroom chocolates
Paint her walls, Sistine Chapel
Pull off in that Porsche, skedaddle
Orange dodge, Dukes of Hazzard
Engine roarin', pterodactyl
Black Chrome trench, twin chops just like f*ckin' Axl
In the field, catching plays, try to blitz 'em, bullets tackle
pus*y grippin' like a grapple
Rick Owens Geobaskets
Vivienne globe 'round my neck, look like f*ckin' Saturn
Geeked in the Wraith, gettin' brain, your b*tch throat get splattered
b*tch suck up me and my bros and kiss you after
Back of the wraith, feedin' K to a f*ckin' stallion
Two cups stuffed, pourin' blood like a f*ckin' fountain
Rick Owens suit, pourin' blood with my vamp battalion
Rick Owens boots, spill the blood on this f*ckin' fashion
So many racks, damn, I think I need an accountant
b*tch know I'm him, I walk in, take his hoe, no challenge
[Outro]
(This is too easy)