SHOOT UP THE MALL lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck what you like, b*tch
Yeah, I kill 'em all
I might drop that f*cking dyke too
Shooting up the mall
Yeah, I kill 'em all
Drop that f*cking dyke too
Shooting up the mall
f*ck what you like, b*tch
I kill 'em all

[Chorus]
f*ck what you like, b*tch
I kill 'em all
I might drop that f*cking dyke too
Shoot up the mall
Stupid b*tch, we [?]
So f*ck off
Talk that sh*t just how you like to
We kill 'em all, damn

[Verse]
I ain't got no money from this sh*t so I don't care
Once I get my paper, I won't motherf*cking share
If you ain't a homie, we put holes inside your T-shirt
Bullets hurt more than the words do
Bullets hurt more than the words do
Holes up in your- Holes up in your T-shirt, f*ck
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
f*ck what you like, b*tch
I kill 'em all
I might drop that f*cking dyke too
Shoot up the mall
Stupid b*tch, we [?]
So f*ck off
Talk that sh*t just how you like to
We kill 'em all, damn