Morgue! - So Disturbed lyrics

[Morgue!:]
Demons on me I shake em off with the Swiftness
b*tch I’m so disturbed yeah I’m down with the sickness
? On me bloody sh*t like it’s christmas
b*tch I go down n*gga pass me some ?
And pull up in that coupe and my whip look like citrus
When I make a stain I do not leave no witness
Pull up in that tank cannon ? Like no limit
The reaper has spoken you will not get forgiveness
Circle 5 hot these n*ggas suspicious
I’m cooling with your b*tch she says my di*k is delicious
All in the abyss ? what I’m wishing
But imma make it out cause my n*ggas is viscous
And I’ll ? You too, you know just what I’m getting
All that blue money them hunnids is what I’m gripping
Fifth land soulja in rovers I pull up, vintage
93 ? On me, the sauce drippin, got your lil hoe on me
And she with it, deep in the abyss, I took your b*tch
She my vixen, I need to bust down, the diamonds look like I p*ssed in
You talking down on Five we shooting just like the pistons

[5G:]
If you see me with my blade then that means you best not make a sound, I be creepin with my demons and they do not play around
You could call me Chris Brown grip the b*tch and take her down
Deep in the abyss, in the Fifth, it’s a vacant town
If you flexing dope imma go, imma take 8 pounds
And if you taking down imma ? Take a n*gga down
Booling in the hood, smoking woods, smoking on the pound
93 ? That’s the strain can’t a n*gga hang, if you not the gang
You a lame, imma take your chain, call me ? I proceed to ?
5G Imma go do the stain all these n*ggas lames
Triple Five the price of his life imma swing my knife
If I see a snitch off the hood imma spray and dip
I just need my money like the lotto, I go ? The chips
Deep in the abyss, hood witch, ??? Sell a soul, She gon make me rich