Death Lotto (Remix) lyrics
by Grioten
[Intro]
(Watergun Collective)
[Hook: Grioten]
Don’t need no friends, I got b*tches on my line
I'ma write you on my Death Note, don’t waste my time
If you wanna f*ck with me, I’ll f*cking light you up inside
And if you tryna have some fun, I’ll f*cking put you in a tie, like
[Chorus: Grioten]
b*tch, I’m on go, go, go, go, go
Like b*tch, I’m on a roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Why you pull up with a stick?
I’m tryna pull up with fist and we fight
Like one two, Kung Fu, you finna see the light
I'ma smoke you, cigarette
Blurry sight, dripping blood, Bud Light
When I pull up to the scene, I wipe you out like Mister Clean
What the f*ck you want from from me?
Boy, you ain’t sh*t, I pack a treat
Like, I’m just tryna f*ck
I don’t want nothin’ in between
[Verse 1: SADFRIENDD & Grioten]
Goddamn, made a check off vendetta
Mothеrf*ckers try to copy, but they couldn't do it bettеr (Wait)
Keep a stone, motherf*cker got me feeling like Rosetta
Raid a tombstone grip, don't trip under weather (Wait, wait)
Who are you better then, play on my leather-maid?
I been doing sh*t, motherf*cker I'm a veteran
I'm a big dog, big shooter, I'm competitive (Wait)
And I came in this b*tch, motherf*cker and I'm ending it (Wait)
You wouldn't know what to do if you were in my position (Wait)
I made a problem, it really is a competition (Wait)
If he wanna try me, he gon' end up with a mortician
Ayy, me and Grioten going up like (Wait, wait)
b*tch, I'm on go, go, go with a motherf*ckin' pole
And I came with a vendetta, leaving bodies on the floor
All these diamonds on me dancin', you gon' really see 'em glow (Wait)
Got me stompin' on the beat and now I'm switchin' up the flow, uh
[Break: L]
There are many types of monsters in this world
Monsters who will not show themselves and who cause trouble
Monsters who abduct children
Monsters who devour dreams
Monsters who suck blood
And monsters who always tell lies...
[Verse 2: SADFRIENDD]
(Ahem) (What I'd say?)
I don't want no f*ckin' b*tch, I might pull up with a stick
Mr. S.A.D 'bout to send you to the crib
Motherf*ckers always talking, but they never say sh*t
Falling off, motherf*cker, steady crying like a b*tch
SADFRIENDD break-dancing on your face like this (Wait)
To stepping on your body cause I dance like this
Tombstones raid grip, motherf*cker, death grip
With a nimble in my vein, call the doctor 'cause I'm sick
[Bridge: Light Yagami]
Now everything that was in my way is gone…
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-aha!
It’s only a matter of time before I get rid of the police…
What do you think of that, L?
This is my perfect victory! That’s right! I win! (Win!)
[Hook: Grioten]
b*tch, I’m on go, go, go, go, go
Like b*tch, I’m on a roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Why you pull up with a stick?
I’m tryna pull up with fist and we fight
Like one two, Kung Fu, you finna see the light
I'ma smoke you, cigarette
Blurry sight, dripping blood, Bud Light
When I pull up to the scene, I wipe you out like Mister Clean
What the f*ck you want from from me?
Boy, you ain’t sh*t, I pack a treat
Like, I’m just tryna f*ck
I don’t want nothin’ in between