COUNTRY SIDE MASSACRE lyrics

[Hook: Hauntgat]
Pull up to your block im on your damn porch
Up the stick I let him have it smoke him like a damn torch
pus*y boy can't hide from me I'm at your front door
I don't need a mini map I'm always f*cking playing hardcore

[Chorus: Hauntgat]
Hardcore motherf*cker imma pull up to your block
Say you all about the sh*t I pull up and you stop
Shut your f*cking mouth I'll bust your teeth with damn rocks
You're a stupid b*tch I'll break you down and leave your brain rot
Say you gonna pull up mother f*cker I am ready
Up the stick I let it blow the smoke is getting heavy
I ain't running outa ammo I'm like f*cking rambo
Dressed up in the digi camo trappin out the bando

[Verse 1: Hatchetsaw]
b*tch I'm pulling up with Haunt and we make the gat overheat
Me and flesh put on a meat hook I guarantee
f*cking with my brothers, b*tch I’ll put you in a guillotine
You ain't f*cking ISIS n*gga, stop larping with your Jihadi

b*tch I got .445 on my belt and MQ-9 on motherf*ckin' shelf
With NVRMND spraying out the window till we motherf*ckin' deaf
b*tch we running and gunning with the Sleeper Cells, we load out them mf shells
Reapting these holos at you till your skin f*cking swells
b*tch I’LL STALK YOU THROUGH THE WOODS I’LL HANG YOUR CORPSE FROM A TREE
WHEN I'M LURKING WITH MY HATCHET b*tch YOU CAN NOT HIDE FROM ME
WE GON BREAK YOUR f*ckING LEGS AND LEAVE YOU TO ROT, UNDERNEATH
THIS A COUNTRY MASSACRE, b*tch WE TEAR OUT YOUR f*ckING TEETH

[Chorus: Hauntgat]
Hardcore motherf*cker imma pull up to your block
Say you all about the sh*t I pull up and you stop
Shut your f*cking mouth ill bust your teeth with damn rocks
Your a stupid b*tch ill break you down and leave your brain rot
Say you gonna pull up mother f*cker I am ready
Up the stick I let it blow the smoke is getting heavy
I ain't running outa ammo im like f*cking rambo
Dressed up in the digi camo trappin out the bando

[Verse 3: Fleshwound]
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