Spas12 lyrics

[Chorus]
Yuh, blacked out Bentley coup b*tch, and I'm dyin'
Blade on my wrist, back seat and I'm cryin'
We don't f*ck with ya, if you want it you can try it
You should run away, 'fore you end up as a diet
Blacked out Bentley coup b*tch, and I'm dyin'
Blade on my wrist, back seat and I'm cryin'
We don't f*ck with ya, if you want it you can try it
You should run away, 'fore you end up as a diet
Blacked out Bentley coup b*tch, and I'm dyin'
Blade on my wrist, back seat and I'm cryin'
We don't f*ck with ya, if you want it you can try it
You should run away, 'fore you end up as a diet

[Verse]
Black hair, black nails
That's my type of b*tch, she should tell me how she feels like
Need a goth b*tch who can tell me what it feels like
I don't feel a thang, got a perky in my windpipe
If you wanna fight, I be rolling with a steel pipe
Blood on my raps, I be kicking in a fistfight
240 next night, troll with the blades out
Go psycho for this never on a break now
You should run away, you don't wanna be the reason
Pull up with the gang, then I pull up with a legion
Suicidal thoughts, got me tipping on a potion
She don't wanna f*ck, she just wanna give me motion
I don't do the love, I don't really do emotion
b*tch you getting cut off like I pull up as a shogun
Pull up with a scythe like I'm Kite in the right hand
Blade on my back, and a knife in a knife dance
Black tear stain, long coat like Itachi
Feel no pain, cold bain with the Mazzi
[Chorus]
Blacked out Bentley coup b*tch, and I'm dyin'
Blade on my wrist, back seat and I'm cryin'
We don't f*ck with ya, if you want it you can try it
You should run away, 'fore you end up as a diet
Blacked out Bentley coup b*tch, and I'm dyin'
Blade on my wrist, back seat and I'm cryin'
We don't f*ck with ya, if you want it you can try it
You should run away, 'fore you end up as a diet
Blacked out Bentley coup b*tch, and I'm dyin'
Blade on my wrist, back seat and I'm cryin'
We don't f*ck with ya, if you want it you can try it
You should run away, 'fore you end up as a diet