6 6 6 F O R E V E R lyrics

[Intro: Xavier Wulf]
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Posted with the set, cuttin' checks, gettin' b*tches wet
Hahahaha

[Verse 1: Ramirez]
Roamin', creepin' through the night, bumpin' on that Tommy Wright
Grippin' on my f*cking knife and end this motherf*cker's life
You f*cking with G*59, ho? Go and get your crucifix
$uicideboy$ and Ramirez all up in this b*tch
Welcome to the depths of hell
We burnin' 'em busters and bringin' 'em down
Walk through the fields, I'm makin' no sound
Castin' these spells, all my demons around
Eatin' your flesh step in the darkness and endin' your quest
You beggin' for life, but death is the best
f*cking with me, then I murder the rest, b*tch

[Verse 2: Yung Christ]
Me just creepin' through the night, looking for a sacrifice
Murderous killer, drug dealer's how I'ma live my life
Oh no, that nine blow and it bust your brains
I just wanna die slow and feel all the pain
Standin' by the liquor store, sellin' some cocaine
I'm posted in the underworld, soaking in the cold rain
Brutal destruction is comin', no runnin', I'm gunnin' to aim at your face
People don't like me, but it is okay because I do not give a f*ck 'bout anything
The infamous cannibal chewin' these snitches
In the name of Jesus, I'm through with these b*tches
Yeah, I'm through with these b*tches
[Verse 3: Yung Plague]
Grey skies turn black, now I seek nine lives
Swervin' in the 'Lac, b*tch, I seep fine wine
G*59 where the beast's signs fine
Glock c*cked, got shot, man, at least nine times
I'm fine, light pine, my spine is damaged
I can barely walk, barely talk, but I'll manage
b*tch, I got the devil on my side, get on my level
Pedal to the metal, yellow in my eyes, hell is in my sight
f*ck boys, I be rollin' over like a dead body found in the middle of the night
Glowin' bright, growin' spikes
b*tch, I need a kennel, just close it tight
Shovelin' dirt, b*tch, I'm covered in burns with a smirk on my face
Dumped in the flood and got blood on the pumpkin
The Jack-o'-Lantern f*cking stuffed with some brains
I'm insane with no chain
The person you used to be now is a stain, f*ck boy