[Intro]

Heart made of stone, gettin' throat from a succubus

Put the barrel in her mouth, bitch, suck on this

Bad foreign bitch, dick suckin' lips

Big fuckin' tits, bitch, holy shit

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (Heaven or Hell)

Yeah, uh, yeah, woah (Let's rock)

(L-L-L3Ft 4 D3aD mixtape)

[Verse]

Rick Owens trench coat, Deus Ex

Twin GLOCKs sing duets, make a bloody mess

Grim reaper, black hoodie, DRKSHDW silhouette

Big ass sword on the chop, bloody bayonet

Chrome bloody crucifix

Bro geeked on Percocets

Fent 30, kiss of death

Don't know who gon' die next

Clothes, money, drugs and sex

Hoes, got 'em soakin' wet

Hoes choosin' on me, yep

Nose runny, coke and X (Fuck you)

Sloppy throat from your ho, bro, I know you sick

Your bitch on go, you ain't know, boy, I know you pissed

Blow up my phone, leave me 'lone, ho, you so unhinged

Come get your ho, she on me like you don't exist

Run through her walls like a ghost, your bitch so possessed

Say you get dough, but you broke, boy, I know you stressed

Dark evil thoughts, swear these hoes so fucked in the head

Neck and wrist froze, my heart cold, I feel like snowman

Lights out like bulbs, diamonds glow like some fuckin' lamps

My balls and my word, break 'em for no man

Heart made of stone, gettin' throat from a succubus

Put the barrel in her mouth, bitch, suck on this

Bad foreign bitch, dick suckin' lips

Big fuckin' tits, bitch, holy shit

We pull up, Hellcat, eyes glowin' red

Do donuts, spinnin' blocks like a pirouette

We ain't gon' duck, shotgun blast like the pyramids

We get lows, hit the mall with like forty bands

Doors lift up, car transform just like Optimus

Sassafras, molly rock, brown like fuckin' sand (This is too easy)

Rick hoodie, hood on my head like Darth Sidious

Walk in the room, high-end clothes, got unspoken rizz

Futuristic scope on the gun, shootin' shit like Gantz

Blow through the breeze, bullets blow through the fuckin' wind

Chrome Hearts tee, roar jeans look so heaven-sent

Angels fall from the sky, Neon Genesis

Got like ten pounds of shrooms in the hippie van

Big ass shroom, it's the size of my fuckin' head

Ketamine, Crystal Castles

Spike knuckles, bloody fists

Wrist frozen like Alaska

Geeked on shroom chocolates

Paint her walls, Sistine Chapel

Pull off in that Porsche, skedaddle

Orange dodge, Dukes of Hazzard

Engine roarin', pterodactyl

Black Chrome trench, twin chops just like fuckin' Axl

In the field, catching plays, try to blitz 'em, bullets tackle

Pussy grippin' like a grapple

Rick Owens Geobaskets

Vivienne globe 'round my neck, look like fuckin' Saturn

Geeked in the Wraith, gettin' brain, your bitch throat get splattered

Bitch suck up me and my bros and kiss you after

Back of the Wraith, feedin' K to a fuckin' stallion

Two cups stuffed, pourin' blood like a fuckin' fountain

Rick Owens suit, pourin' blood with my vamp battalion

Rick Owens boots, spill the blood on this fuckin' fashion

So many racks, damn, I think I need an accountant

Bitch know I'm him, I walk in, take his ho, no challenge

[Outro]

(This is too easy)