[Hook: blackwinterwells]

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs, yeah, yeah

You know anyone who has them?

'Cause if not, I'll keep on looking

[Verse 1: blackwinterwells]

Yeah, she wanna fuck and I swear bitch I don't

Buy her a fit and kick her out the door

I need the money, no time for the hoes

Cooking up contraband, I'm in the zone

Sending out packs and I look at them go

I got some jewelry you know I need more

I'm fucking ravenous

If you talk down on my bros we'll cut you in a million pieces

Now they think it's sweet

I am a monster, you know that I mean it

A hundred feet tall, to me you are vermin

I'ma pull up on your crib with the Sherman

Shredding your family likely like I'm Herman

And I'm singing three part harmonies while I bury you fucking shallowly

Oh, no no, yeah I don't know where to go

I'ma shamble up to your home

Eat your cranium and then pshh pshh poof

Now I'm back in the ruins alone

And there's nobody callin' my phone

When I needed you where did you go

[Verse 2: blxty]

She said she want me, I do not know

Fuck on that bitch, fuck on that hoe

Walk in the party they all stare at me, like they just saw a ghost

I'ma go kill that bitch if you talkin' 'bout, I'ma slit open your throat

Put a lil' tag on your toe

If you fuck with me you're toast

And she wanna talk to me, like no

Want a feat, pay the fee or go

You ain't gettin' two hundred, you ain't gettin' past go

And that's just how it goes

Hop on the beat and I fuck it up

Hit your lil' bro with an uppercut

I take a molly, fuck it up

When I see percs I say "fill me up"

Me and wells do not play fair

I'm on your head, hair

I been so pissed off

You on the gram flexing your pistols

Did you know that I'm fucking your bitch though

Oh she didn't tell you, huh, don't know what to tell you

I got some shooters, they'll kill you

[?]

You guys are fucking dead!

[Hook: blackwinterwells]

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs, yeah, yeah

You know anyone who has them?

'Cause if not, I'll keep on looking

[Verse 3: dolly]

Fuck nigga, I'm lookin' for a lick

I'm in his guts nigga with an ice pick

I'm in her guts nigga she on my dick

I'm in her guts nigga and she like it

You tryna run nigga, you a bitch

He's getting chased down when he snitched

I might get helix tatted on my wrist

I'm in the cut, and I'll do it again

Me and your bitch just like Barbie and Ken

Me and my nigga like Lonely and Ken

I leave a fuck nigga in the pit

She wanna fuck, said no like bitch

Huh, all I do is win

Scars on my skin

I just want 'em dead (Oh my God)

Bitch I'm with Keegan sipping on the high tec

I might get helix tatted right on my neck

That bitch wan' cuddle, she right up on my chest

I'm with the percocet, yeah I like that

I got the drip on, check the price tag

I fucked your whole bitch but we private

I cut her off 'cause she scratch up my privates

She on my dick, can't get off my privates

Don't test my bro, he totin' in private

You got them pills, nigga lets get high then

Forgot a name, nigga I am vibin'

I heard your verse, nigga you are bitin'

I'm on your block and we slidin'

I can not do no more, cryin'

Look at that bitch, ain't no use in rewindin'

[Verse 4: kuru]

And my bro got like two sticks, keep a Kel-Tec

And I'm blowing on cookie, might smell that

Might get helix tatted up on my neck

Got a VV on me, you can see that

2047 on me, don't believe that, ayy

We might 'em gone, guarantee that

Talkin' my shit but you know I ain't mean that

Ayy, I'm there getting money you can't

Huh, I would never pop a xan

She see the money on my fit, that's why she tryna fuck on my mans

I just roll up my plant in peace, you in college beggin' for a gram

You got your whole bitch to pay rent

We just doin' all this shit that you can't

Shoutout Nos

I got my bag up 'cause I flexed up

You don't kill shit, get the checks up

And I'm smokin' on shit, need a check up

That boy talkin' to cray, he won't get up

Run around [?]

[?], keep your head up

I think I'm fed up

They keep askin' me "ku what you mad at?"

Bitch I can't deal with a coppa like you

Try to fish around [?]

You ain't a leader, you just a lil' clown and you trash

Ride around town and I'm smokin' on bih

Ride around town and I'm smokin' on gas

We might just send that lil' boy to the past

I'm on your- I'm on your ass

Fuck

[Hook: blackwinterwells]

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs, yeah, yeah

You know anyone who has them?

'Cause if not, I'll keep on looking

[Verse 5: mental]

Like Kara I'm getting it tatted

And know I could never be cappin'

I made a few racks off a few lil' gadgets

They wanna be like me but they can't be like me and [?]

You look like a hype beast, you rockin' the Nike, you don't know a thing about fashion, yeah

Fuck it, I'ma get rich

And fuck it I'm all for your bitch if she want

She said she like my Margiela cologne

I rock designer my body they want me

[?] I feel like a zombie

[?]

They wanna know what is on me

Makin' mills off of a hobby

Every day when I wake up I take a good look at my wallet, it's got a lil' chub

I only hopped on your song cause you paid me, I swear on my soul that your music is buns

I just been havin' some fun

I'm never poppin' a pill, never doin' those drugs

If you want a feature from me then you gonna get taxed, like you gonna be payin' those funds

Undercover on my body, I feel like I'm Keeg

Just made a band in my dreams

Thankful for every penny I receive

I was scared of layin' in my bed, I've been thinking like what if I die in my sleep?

That's why I'm shopping like everything free

Spend like a band on a tee, yeah

[Hook: blackwinterwells]

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs

Yeah I'm lookin' for some organs, yeah, yeah

You know anyone who has them?

'Cause if not, I'll keep on looking