Xxxtentacion Deathwish Buy Garrette S Clothing Or I Ll Fucking Kill You Lyrics
DEATHWISH (Buy Garrette's Clothing Or I'll Fucking Kill You) by XXXTENTACION
[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Aye, uh, what? Huh, yeah, alright, yeah
Aye bitch
Aye, aye, come here
Before you proceed
If your grandmother is currently in the house
You should turn this song down
Or she just might have a heart attack
And if not
Well, you'll see
Hahahahaha
[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION & Killstation]
Whoo whoo
Fuck nigga fucked up
Fuck nigga bust nut
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fisted
Drop that shit
Nigga buck
Fuck nigga bust
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fisted
Now drop that shit
Nigga buck
Fuck nigga bust
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fist fucked
Now let that shit play
Nigga buck
Fuck nigga bust
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fist fucked
[Verse 2: Robb Banks]
Phone let go
Phone let it go
Phone gonna let it go
Femto in that Pinto
Fuck your bitch slow
[Verse 3: Craig Xen]
Fuck your bitch slow
Slit that bitch throat
That's a death stroke
Death Note etched in to her skin
Leave her flesh cold
Ayy, say what's up
Playing pussy you get fucked
You a pussy, leave you gushing all bloody when I bust
Fuck nigga what, ayy
Fuck nigga what, ayy
Send them hollows through your head and leave your brains flushed
Aye, uh, what? Huh, yeah, alright, yeah
Aye bitch
Aye, aye, come here
Before you proceed
If your grandmother is currently in the house
You should turn this song down
Or she just might have a heart attack
And if not
Well, you'll see
Hahahahaha
[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION & Killstation]
Whoo whoo
Fuck nigga fucked up
Fuck nigga bust nut
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fisted
Drop that shit
Nigga buck
Fuck nigga bust
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fisted
Now drop that shit
Nigga buck
Fuck nigga bust
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fist fucked
Now let that shit play
Nigga buck
Fuck nigga bust
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fist fucked
[Verse 2: Robb Banks]
Phone let go
Phone let it go
Phone gonna let it go
Femto in that Pinto
Fuck your bitch slow
[Verse 3: Craig Xen]
Fuck your bitch slow
Slit that bitch throat
That's a death stroke
Death Note etched in to her skin
Leave her flesh cold
Ayy, say what's up
Playing pussy you get fucked
You a pussy, leave you gushing all bloody when I bust
Fuck nigga what, ayy
Fuck nigga what, ayy
Send them hollows through your head and leave your brains flushed