Devil took a hit with a shotgun
Load Another bullet
Let the fun start
Riding with the clique
In the nighttime
Dead by the weekend
A cult art
Devil took a hit with a shotgun
Load Another bullet
Let the fun start
Riding with the clique
In the nighttime
Dead by the weekend
A cult art
You think you really know me
I bet you fucking don't
Don't act like ur so twisted
Im suicidal oh
Symptoms of serial killing these bitches
Get lost while i'm steady just making this music
I'm wicked and twisted from lighting this spliff
And i cannot express it, im mass suicidal
But still have no weakness
I don't give a shit
Murderous thoughts
Im the fiend in this bitch
Fucked up in my mind
You think you really know me
I bet you fucking don't
Don't act like ur so twisted
Im Suicidal Oh
Devil took a hit with a shotgun
Load Another bullet
Let the fun start
Riding with the clique
In the nighttime
Dead by the weekend
A cult art
Devil took a hit with a shotgun
Load Another bullet
Let the fun start
Riding with the clique
In the nighttime
Dead by the weekend
A cult art
♪
Pulling it up and it's just for the show
30 a bag of dat good snow
Get it for half and it's fo shoe
LA kush but I keep it on the low
Blood in my eyes and my toes
There's a demon so deep
Inside my soul
Can't stop with the fuck shit
Can barely Even function
I like my bitch on some hoe shit
Cuz den i can blow up some dough, shit
So I make a new wave as I go insane
Deceased in my brain so
I don't care what you say, yeah
Bullet in a bed
I know these words are inside my head
Can't stop thinkin' bout my dread
Relating with the dead
As i bury my bread
Clip it back and aim it at my head cuz
Devil took a hit with a shotgun
Load Another bullet
Let the devine start
Riding with the clique
In the nighttime
Dead by the weekend
A cult art
Devil took a hit with a shotgun
Load another bullet
Let the fun start
Riding with the clique
In the nighttime
Dead by the weekend
A cult art
With the cold time
Old time
No one work as hard as I