
Your rotting body ridin in the back of my maserati
Move you over to make room for my new shawty
Mindlessly massacre the whole fuckin block
Mark your clique yuh we all got that glock
You'll see me laugh cause they will never find the body
Gotta ditch you and my precious little goth shotty
You're so cold iced out like a zombie zombie
Take my time but killing you is just my hobby
forgot you in the lobby
Paparazzi come in hordes they always watch me
Close the casket rise up bring you back with necromancy
Walkin dead on that mescal and them xannies
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