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[Intro]
(Trap Goth, Trap Goth, Trap Goth)

[Verse 1: Bloody!]
The n*gga not on sh*t, the n*gga not on sh*t
Take a n*gga b*tch and make that b*tch suck my di*k
This big ass chop came with a coolin' kit
Like I was in prison, I'mma stab him in this sh*t
Roll up [?], this sh*t stabbing in my chest
Cheat on that b*tch, stab her right up in her chest
I ain't do her dirty, that ho started first
n*ggas watch steady, I'm trying to rehearse
Doing all these drugs 'cause I'm tryna die first
If it's 'bout smoke, we gon' see who die first
She f*ckin' with Ocho, I'mma cheat and lie first
I think she playing games, we gon' see who cry first
I'm standing in the trap and I'm working with the work
Stand over that n*gga and I make his head hurt
I stand over that n*gga and I make his face down
I take her in the room and I f*ck her face down
Me and this b*tch, off shrooms, havin' good sex

[Verse 2: ksuuvi]
She wanna f*ck, but can't we just be friends? (Yeah)
She wanna f*ck, but can't we just be friends? (Yeah)
Paranoid keep my stick on the back (Yeah)
[?]
I can't talk, [?]
Bullets fly, like a bald eagle
Bullets fly, yeah, we shootin' through the peephole
I get high to ignore annoying people
My n*ggas demons, yeah, they evil
[?] way to much people
Yeah, I see you, you do the people
Life a game, n*gga, you can call me Beemo
Gettin' money n*gga all this sh*t illegal
[Verse 3: ZayGuapKid]
Bad b*tch wanna f*ck 'cause I'm goth
In the party, yeah, I'm sippin' on that drop
Try to run down, you gon' get popped, n*gga
Why Bloody look like 2Pac, n*gga?
Walk in a f*ckin' party with a Glock, n*gga (Rrah)
All black real Trap Goth, n*gga (Rrah)
Twelve on my ass, I'm movin' hot, n*gga
I been sellin' Xannies out the box, n*gga
Huh, huh, huh (Trap Goth, Trap Goth, Trap Goth)
Why a n*gga play with my name like I'm [?]
Why a n*gga play like I don't even got one
Run down, hit a n*gga [?]
Huh, huh, huh
Ksuuvi, Bloody, yeah (Ha-ha)