Friday the 13th lyrics

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Project Pat


[Intro: Smkie Smk, LIL UZI & D Devils]
Yeah, we doing this sh*t—Friday the 13th in this motherf*cker, what's good man?
You are now listening to Smkie Smk
(Lil Uzi, uh—)
Take out your weapons and fight

[Verse 1: LIL UZI]
Bust a motherf*cker head open with a lead pipe (Lead pipe!)
Rob a motherf*cker at a red light
b*tch, if you dead wrong then that mean I'm dead, right?
Shinin' like a light in the night full of fright
Head full of lead
Told that b*tch, "Put them meds in your Keds!"
'Cause them Feds be inspectin' my bread (Yeah)
Them Doc's be inspectin' my head (Yeah)
Told me there's nothin' but cobwebs and lead
I'm a psycho, (Uh) I'm under your bed
Creepin' and crawlin'
I'm stalkin' the sleepin', my target has weakened
I'm seekin' a carcass to sleep in
Wearin' its bones around my neck
Hop in the deep end, heart never beatin' (No)
Scythe in my hand, b*tch, I sow what I'm reapin' (Yeah)
Slaughter the sheep, and I drain all the blood
Fill up my cup, yeah, I'm sippin' the flood, uh (Headshot)
[Verse 2: TRAP HOUSE $CRIM]
Tell your b*tch, pick her lip up
She look again, then she gettin' f*cked (Whoo!)
Ten feet into that sticky stick
Ridin' 'round with my new b*tch (Skrt!)
It's that mystic prince on that triple six
Sittin' back with my crucifix (Yah!)
Put that ho face in a pillow
I'm that $carecrow in your window
Ain't no witness in the dark
Body parts and eatin' hearts
Robbers, killers, cocaine dealers (Rah!)
Leave these f*ckboys shakin'
Lookin' in the face of Satan
Sold my soul, f*ck the cost
Robbin' these b*tches and makin' my riches
b*tch, I swallow crucifixes (Ah!)

[Outro]
Damn son, where'd ya' find this?
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