BLOODY MASQUERADE lyrics

Limbs i fantasize abt those b*tches in my stomach
And once i eat yo face off ur pictures becoming plumbic
And y u motherf*ckers so dumb always up to somethin
It’s chill until one of u pieces of sh*t change the subject

Uh masquerade
Talkin so much sh*t without ur face
Yeah drugs r cool until ur gettin laced
The organs inside u r just a waste

Uh yeah i’m going crazy holy sh*t
I step inside the function and break his back like a stick
He talkin out his neck until he wake up with no di*k
U p*ssin me off every time u in the clique

I wanna see ur body drop dеad in a ditch
U pus*y gon die bc u bleedin out from ur wrists
It’s impossible to care abt u ur a b*tch
Ya ur a b*tch
Ya ur a b*tch

I wanna see ur body drop dеad in a ditch
U pus*y gon die bc u bleedin out from ur wrists
It’s impossible to care abt u ur a b*tch
Ya ur a b*tch
Ya ur a b*tch