FUCKBOY GENOCIDE Lyrics
Chorus:
FUCKBOY GENOCIDE (8x)
Verse 1:
Bitch I'm back
Back with a backwoods, strap and a flask
Had to pack that for the wrath of attack
Li-Liquor on tap and the grass stays packed in a wrap of tobacc
Smoke it up choke then I pass to the cat with her ass on my lap
Never ever cat nap in this game called rap
Shit I'm way beyond the purgatory known as the trap
Fuckboy stay back you
Pass my front line and get your fucking top chopped
War Shit
Tear a bitch to pieces like a chop shop
Pour this fucking liquor in my system shit it's non-stop
Madness on the battlefield and when this beat drops it's
Chorus:
FUCKBOY GENOCIDE (8x)
Verse 2:
FUCKED UP
Blunts on blunts but no skunk plus four bout five rye shots in my cup
Drunken soldier flow and pur up for the fans out front my shows are so punk (WHAT)
Pits I mosh I drop and stomp weak
Little de-ev fuckboys quick with my sneaks
Show my foes and opponents we ain't nothing to fuck with that Wu-Tang heat bleeds
Out of my pen I send it to the masses
Package wrapped I'm back to pack the caskets
Funeral pyre, fire, black ash it rains like black snow my case is so basket
Glasses tipped back it's that or tapped acid
Passion so hard your passion so flaccid
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Blasted off gas this pack ain't your average
Grass this shit's vicious, bitch I go rabid
Havoc I summon
Hundred drum busting
Loving my shit, I ain't reached my summit
Fuck with my flame my brain's a baked oven
Burning fuckboys, the genocide's coming
