HEARSE PARTY lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck what they f*ckin' talkin' bout
f*ck life f*ck everybody f*ck a thot f*ck your b*tch
f*ck your clique f*ck your everything I don't give a sh*t

[Chorus]
Pull up on my b*tch with my wrist slit
Rip jeans, rippin' pussies like a young misfit
LIKE A MISFIT
Dead guild with the sickness
Cut a fake with the quickness

Pull up on my b*tch with my wrist slit
Rip jeans, rippin' pussies like a young misfit
LIKE A MISFIT
Dead guild with the sickness
Cut a fake with the quickness

[Verse]
Cut a fake with the quickness
I don't need nothin' b*tch I'm flexed out
Break your f*ckin' mouth and bring them [?] out
[?]
Motherf*ckers talk they sh*t but never bow down
f*ck it I might just up it
Flexin' with my [?] she always wanna f*ck me
Sold a couple bags now my cash flow
[?]

[Chorus]
Pull up on my b*tch with my wrist slit
Rip jeans, rippin' pussies like a young misfit
LIKE A MISFIT
Dead guild with the sickness
Cut a fake with the quickness

Pull up on my b*tch with my wrist slit
Rip jeans, rippin' pussies like a young misfit
LIKE A MISFIT
Dead guild with the sickness
Cut a fake with the quickness

Pull up on my b*tch with my wrist slit
Rip jeans, rippin' pussies like a young misfit
LIKE A MISFIT
Dead guild with the sickness
Cut a fake with the quickness