MAG WITH A STOCK lyrics

[Verse]
Cut your f*cking organs up and put them inside of a sandwich
Put the f*cking gat up to your head im causing damage
Ima rip your body up leaving you dismanted
Your carrer is f*cking fake cuz you just got it f*cking handed to you b*tch
Pull up with a knife and i get bags full of blue b*tch
With the gutter crawlers and your clique gon not have a clue b*tch
Take your muthaf*ckin heart and cook it into a stew b*tch

[Hook]
Ima make you mutha f*ckin talk
Ima get a gat with a Glock
In the pit you mutha f*ckin rot
Get a drum mag and a stock
Get a drum mag and a stock
Ima make you mutha f*ckin talk
Ima get a gat with a Glock
In the pit you mutha f*ckin rot
Get a drum mag and a stock

[Verse 2]
556. on my waist
Pull up wit the gutters f*ckin ending your day b*tch
556. to your brain i might mutha f*ckin blow your brains out with my K b*tch
Yuh,yuh,yuh,yuh
Lay your body in the meddows
Yuh,yuh,yuh,yuh
Break yo f*ckin bike petals
[Hook]
Ima make you mutha f*ckin talk
Ima get a gat with a Glock
In the pit you mutha f*ckin rot
Gеt a drum mag and a stock
Get a drum mag and a stock
Ima make you mutha f*ckin talk
Ima get a gat with a Glock
In thе pit you mutha f*ckin rot
Get a drum mag and a stock