BLOOD, GUTS, AND pus*y lyrics

[Intro]
Takizava spilled yo' blood
Oxxie, slaughter my guts!
f*ck

[Chorus]
Blood, guts, and pus*y, only thing I ever cared about
Cuttin' off her head and I'ma put my di*k inside her mouth
You rap about murder, but you only do it for the clout
Claim that you a killer but that's something that I highly doubt
Dropping bodies everywhere I go, cut and f*ck her wound
Where the f*ck yo' girlfriend go? Her body's rottin' in my room
Know that I'm psychopath from lookin' at me? Don’t assume
Get hard at the sight of blood, get off to the thought of doom

[Verse 1]
Get off to the rotting bodies, I'm a f*ckin' lunatic
Got my morals all messed up, but I really don't give a sh*t
Only thing I think about is bloody pus*y on my di*k
Blood, guts, organs, snuff, gut that ho and f*ck that b*tch
I don't even got a motive, I’m just killin' for the fun
This is what you see before you die, you had a good run
Pistol-whippin' Glocks, I be double wieldin' all these guns
Put it to your dome, what’s your final wish? You got none

[Bridge]
I don't wanna harm 'less you end up in a grave
I don't wanna hurt unless I end up with some blood stains
Takin' out my blade, cut him open, mutilate his face
Talkin' all that sh*t, I had to put that pus*y in his place
Put me in a loony bin, you need to lock me up
Hold me in a cell, I need to get out, I need guts
I've been on a massacre, if you see me better duck
Never stop stabbin', I really don’t give a f*ck
[Verse 2]
Pistol-whippin', bullets poppin', 'bouta get these bodies droppin'
Glock in my hand, strapped, I c*ck it, aim it at your skull, and pop it
I only kill for the profit, guns and drugs and hoes won't stop it
Pull the strap out of my pocket, put me in a cell and lock it
Talk sh*t, yeah, I'ma kick him 'til his lip split
You a f*ckin' pus*y, you piece a sh*t, yeah, you b*tch
Six, six, six, wrist slit, chokin' on my di*k
St-stab her in her stomach and I put my di*k inside the slit

[Bridge]
Blood, guts, pus*y, only thing I ever cared about
Blood, guts, pus*y, I'ma stab you in your f*ckin' mouth
Blood, guts, pus*y, only thing I ever cared about
Blood, guts, pus*y, I'ma stab you in your f*ckin' mouth

[Verse 3]
I don't want that b*tch, but I want her decomposin' corpse
Wanna f*ck that b*tch, wanna see her body on the floor
I don't got enough in my system, yeah, I need more
I'm a f*ckin' necrophile, huh, yeah, I love gore

[Chorus]
Blood, guts, and pus*y, only thing I ever cared about
Cuttin' off her head and I'ma put my di*k inside her mouth
You rap about murder, but you only do it for the clout
Claim that you a killer, but that's something that I highly doubt
Dropping bodies everywhere I go, cut and f*ck her wound
Where the f*ck yo' girlfriend go? Her body's rottin' in my room
Know that I'm psychopath from lookin' at me? Don’t assume
G-get hard at the sight of blood, get off to the thought of doom-o-o-o-om