Black Bodhi - BEHELIT'S GRASP

You talking to a Behelit gripper
Human flesh ripper
Sew your mouth together I don't wanna hear now lip
OG with a spritz of
Cold Russian liquor
All my fucking life I been a cold blooded sinner
That pussy is for dinner
Then Ima smoke a spliff of
Northern Light Gelato you can't even take a hit
Before you get to split
I throw some out the spitter
Took the perfect shot I feel like Hawkeye, Jeremy Renner
A killer
Sacrifice the homies then ascend into the God Hand
Way I swing my blade I got inducted right into the Band
Of the Hawk
You kill me then you
Got yourself a couple hundred grand
Torch it with some lighter fluid man
Fuck up the plan
Never even had one in the first place
I'm in the back seat
Fuck up the hearse mane
A dead boy
Cannot feel my pulse I need a nurse mane
That California sticky shit feel like I went to church mane

B O D H I
No one really fucking with me makes me wonder why
Always carry evil you can see it in my eyes
Tryna bait the ending flip the crown and then invert the sky
Lil bitch
Hoe
B O D H I
No one really fucking with me makes me wonder why
Always carry evil you can see it in my eyes
Tryna bait the ending flip the crown and then invert the sky
Lil bitch
Hoe

Written by:
Avery Kenner

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