FIRE SALE lyrics

[Part I: Widowmaker]

[Intro]
Sometimes you gotta close a door to open a window
Oooo, kaboom (Present day)
Insta-kill
Present time, haha
Max ammo
Double points
Fire Sale
Insta-kill
Insta-kill

[Verse 1: zinoblade]
Pull up in that missile, I can never pull this sh*t (Yah)
AP in this foreign, put the clip up in the stick (Ah)
Stay up out the beef, before yo' will get hit
Slap you from a distance
n*gga, you don't listen
b*tch, I put the stick in
Don't make me put this clip in
Them hollow tips be hittin' (Max ammo)
Shoot back just like a piston

[Part II: Chrono Trigger]
[Intro: gutsy]
(Kaboom) (The Crimson Chin)
(Woah, the Nega-Chin!)
Yuh
(Double points, insta-kill)
(Max ammo, kaboom)
(Fire sale) (Carpenter)

[Chorus: gutsy]
n*ggas be talkin' they sh*t
Put in a lil' mag, shoot you in your back, ho
In the lab like Rick, f*ck yo' b*tch, shе a sad ho
n*ggas be talkin' they sh*t
Put in a lil' mag, shoot you in your back, ho
In the lab likе Rick, f*ck yo' b*tch, she a sad ho

[Verse 2: gutsy]
Hunnid round clips in the AR, let 'em buss back
If you want the premium, hit up my SnapChat
If you want a feature, you can hit my Cash App
If she wanna f*ck, I might ju— (Yuh)

[Chorus: gutsy]
n*ggas be talkin' they sh*t
Put in a lil' mag, shoot you in your back, ho
In the lab like Rick, f*ck yo' b*tch, she a sad ho
n*ggas be talkin' they sh*t
Put in a lil' mag, shoot you in your back, ho
In the lab like Rick, f*ck yo' b*tch, she a sad ho (Max ammo)
[Outro: gutsy]
In the lab like Rick, uh
I might just f*ck yo' b*tch, yuh
I pull up, what's the sit'?
While I'm six inch in yo' b*tch, wait
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Part III: John Wick]

[Intro]
(Fire sale)
(Time for a fire sale)
(Max ammo)
(Carpenter) It says, live people ignore the strange and unusual
(Double points)
(Insta-kill)
(Max ammo) I myself, am the strange and unusual
(Kaboom)
(Fire sale)
(Blood money)
(Fire sale)
(Mystery)

[Verse 3: zinoblade]
Mac in the trunk, I feel like I'm John Wick (Yeah)
Big AK drum in the back with a stick, b*tch (Ayy)
No I can't f*ck on no hoe, or no b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, you get smacked in the face by my di*k (Bah)
(Zombie cash) Mac in the trunk, I feel like I'm John Wick (Yeah)
(Carptenter) Big AK drum in the back with a stick, b*tch (Ayy)
(Double points) No I can't f*ck on no ho, or no b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, you get smacked in the face by my di*k (Bah)
[Part IV: Soul Eater]

[Chorus: gutsy]
b*tch, I pull up with the blade (Double kill), call that zinoblade (Double points)
I'ma come and snatch your soul, tap in, sellin' fades (Fire sale)
b*tch, I pull up with the blade, call that zinoblade (Bonus points)
I'ma come and snatch your soul, tap in, sellin' fades

[Verse 4: gutsy]
b*tch, don't talk down on your sensei, lil' b*tch
I'ma cut you up, got the sticky on my hip
Choppa-choppa goin' nuts, I'ma-I'm up f*ckin' hits
'Til the f*ckin' sun is up while your shawty at my crib
Doin' double-double dutch
Ayy, swishers, first, I'll f*ck a swisher (f*ck a—)
Xanny for my dinner, I can beg my differ (Beg my differ—)
She a wrist-slitter, so I had to di*k her up (Surprise)
So I had to di*k her up (So I had to—, wait) (Surprise)

[Chorus: gutsy]
b*tch, I pull up with the blade, call that zinoblade (Enjoy your rest)
I'ma come (Double points) and snatch your soul, tap in, sellin' fades
b*tch, I pull up with the blade (Insta-kill), call that zinoblade (Max ammo)
Come and snatch your soul, tap in, sellin' fades (Fire sale)
Wait (Minigun, bonus points)

[Part V: ALL MY OPPS SOUND LIKE XXXTENTACION!]

[Intro]
(A dancing zombie show)
(Time for a fire sale)
Walk down b*tch, that's how we play
Gun an opposition, then I let him eat my blade
(Carpenter, double points, insta-kill)
Walk down b*tch, that's how we play
(Max ammo) Wal-Wa-W-Walk down b*tch, that's how we play
Walk down b*tch, that's how we play (Yeah, yeah)
Wal-Wa-W-Walk down b*tch, that's how we play
Gun an opposition, then I let him eat my ray
(Kaboom)
(Делит на бите, сука) (Time for a fire sale!)
Uh, wait, wait
(Dance machine)

[Verse 5: zinoblade & gutsy]
Walk down b*tch, that's how we play (Yeah)
Gun an opposition (Yeah), then I let him (Yeah) eat my ray (Yeah)
I been f*ckin', uh (Yeah), I been f*ckin', uh (Yeah), nut up on they face (Yeah)
Serve a n*gga crack, and I make sure that sh*t is laced
Walk down b*tch, that's how we play (What, yeah, yeah)
Gun an opposition (Yeah), then I let him (Yeah) eat my ray (Yeah)
I been f*ckin', uh (Yeah), I been f*ckin', uh (Yeah), nut up on they face (Yeah)
(Heh-heh, wait, I got talk my sh*t on this) Serve a n*gga crack, and I make sure that sh*t is laced (Yeah)

[Verse 6: gutsy]
Sit down lil' n*gga, I don't wanna hear you talk, b*tch
Raise your hand, I'll think about it, choose someone to talk (Enjoy your presents)
All these n*ggas pus*y, thinkin' they so hard, they not (I'll take those points thank you)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
n*ggas on my line, suckin', spinnin', spittin' on my c*ck
Heard they latest songs they also sh*t, they so flop
Yeah, n*ggas in my DMs, I don't want to f*ckin' talk
I don't feel like mxin' this part, turn the Auto-Tune off
I been sippin' since a jit, uh, vampire walk
Vampire walk, b*tch, I'm sippin'—

[Part VI: Moshpit]

[Intro: zinoblade]
(Give me your kill, give me your kill)
I don't give no f*ck
I don't give no f*ck (Zay you crazy)
I don't give no f*ck
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 7: zinoblade & gutsy]
Jump in the pit, choke sh*t, with a .40 clip
Please, rest in p*ss, no respect, you can suck my di*k
Slits on her wrist, I'm off 'K, I can't handle it
f*ck on these thots, b*tch, f*ck all the damn pigs
Jump in the pit, choke sh*t, with a .40 clip
Please, rest in p*ss, no respect, you can suck my di*k
Slits on her wrist, I'm off 'K, I can't handle it
f*ck on these thots, b*tch, f*ck all the damn pigs
(If you ain't got no keys, n*gga, f*ck—)
(If you ain't got no keys, n*gga, f*ck—)
(If you ain't got no keys, n*gga, f*ck you)
(If you ain't got no keys, n*gga, f*ck you)
(You ain't got no key, n*gga, I don't wanna hear you f*ckin' talk)
(All my f*ckin' opps suck, they sound just like XXXTEN—)

[Part VII: Pole!]

[Intro: gutsy]
(Give me the power)
(Shut them all) ayy, woah
Oh, oh, oh, woah
Huh, yuh, yuh, woah

[Chorus: gutsy]
I might pull up to yo' crib totin' motherf*ckin' poles, uh
Like it was my right, I tote the stick and tote them poles
If we end on Fortnite, ayy, I tote them f*ckin' poles
Long range scope on my AR, issa motherf*ckin' pole (It hates me more, it hates me more)

[Bridge: gutsy]
Yes I, yes I tote the f*ckin' pole ([?])
Yes I, yes I tote the f*ckin' pole
In yo' crib, I'ma buss up with a pole
Uh, in yo' f*ckin' crib, I f*ckin' run 'em with the f*ckin' pole

[Outro: gutsy]
In yo' f*ckin' crib, I run 'em with the motherf*ckin' pole (Kaboom)
'Scuse me, just getting used to this evil
[Ahhh, right]