$uperF!y - Rape His Mom (feat. Li Cincoo, 613 Zo & 144 Diego) Lyrics

Yeah, nigga think bout touchin' this chain
He gon' f*ck around and die, nigga, huh, nigga
Think bout touchin' my chain, he gon' f*ck around and die
Know I vibe out with that K, with that bitch, I feel alive
I done learned to hate bitches, they can't do no right up in my eyes
These niggas think I'm sweet, I'm a f*ckin' demon in disguise
I can feel the demons in my soul, they reachin' for my heart,
I paint the city red, with that switchie in my hand, a work of art
I treat him just like Baby Boy, I hope he got some heart
I got my pet Draco with me, bet this bitch tear him apart
I got Prada on my feet, I'm spinnin' in Amiri jeans
I can't let no hoe out, treat that bitch just like Billie Jean
I hope you don't run from this dick, I'll put it in your spleen
Point that glock right round his head, that bitch lookin' mighty clean
F*ck the opps, I'll prolly spin on them, while he still in the grave
I been feelin' like an animal, who let me out the cage
I'm a wild ass dog, who the f*ck said that I could be tamed
Anytime a nigga say my name, I'm tweakin', I'm insane
I'm gone, I been tweakin' off these pills, a lot
All these drugs up in my brain, It don't seem like I can feel a lot
Been tryin' to hide from this murder, we gon spin up out his granny's spot
Nigga think he safe, f*ckin' all these hoes, get the drop from a thot
I get the drop from his f*ckin' granny, I know she knocked out
But I like the way she look up in them panties
Catch his momma shoppin' in Walmart, we'll f*ckin slap his mammie
Caught these niggas doing all this actin', these need a f*cking grammy
I got some pressure built up, them niggas lost all of they brothers
And they still ain't kill nothin', I f*ck around, turn into a addict
I been stuck on pills, uh, bitch, all I wanna do is drill, I done turned into a demon
All I wanna do is kill, I got ice around my neck a nigga still ain't got no chill
I beat his face right with this Glock, I turn that bitch to Emmett Till
Steppin' on these niggas neck so hard, they put me in a booth
I can't cap about them killers, niggas know I speak the truth
I'm sittin' at the table with these motherf*ckin' monsters
They wanna rob, kill and steal, they won't spare the pastor
I swear to God, I'll spit up on my last hoe
Knock her daddy out if I see him up in Walmart
Get loud, we gon' f*ck around and pull them switchies out
F*ck around and kidnap your granny if my money short
I f*cked around and killed they dog, F*ck around and kill them all
F*ck around and seen my uncle just to rape his mom
I know, I'm on my motherf*ckin' mind, Yeah, ain't we all
I fly a bitch out just to get her pregnant, little do she know
Her son gon' grow up without a daddy, We been spinnin' shit
Yeah, we wreaking havoc, hella switches, out breaker box
One flip and then I'm blackin', I be coachin' shit, bro, just touchdown
We playin' Madden, took his head off, now that boy can't do no cappin'
Hella fetty, got a hundred K stuffed up in a mattress, is he flatline
No, then we spinnin' back and bullets fly, yeah, they attackin'
I f*cked my cousin, we ain't know that we was cousins
Have my money by tomorrow, if you don't, then we abduct him
Ambush, hop out with the f*ckin' cutter, I'ma gut him, kidnap, take his daughter
I'ma slut her, bitch