Tati Xiii - Devilish Thoughts (feat. Harleston)

Let a bitch gimme sass
No motherfucking questions asked
Put a whole throught their chest
Like I'm Jason Vorhees with the hockey mask
They can haul ass
But they'll never last
Split their head open with a wooden axe
Uh
Let a bitch gimme sass
No motherfucking questions asked
Put a whole through their chest
Like I'm Jason Vorhees with the hockey mask
They can haul ass
But they'll never last
Split their head open with a wooden axe
Yuh
Gotta quench my thirst
With the first verse
Gotta make it hurt
With a burst
You can put it in reverse
And listen to the curse
Behind these words
Tell me what's worse
Is it dying in yo sleep
It getting cut open and lynched with your spleen
You don't wanna find the demon in me
He's much worse whenever he's free
He's much worse whenever he's free
Let a bitch gimme sass
No motherfucking questions asked
Put a hole through their chest
Like I'm Jason Vorhees with the hockey mask
They can haul ass
But they'll never last
Split their head open with a wooden axe
Uh
AMA tell you what a G told me
You just need a push when you're close to the hedge
Now follow the voice in your head
And it goes a little bit like this
I am the embodiment of your sin
I am the demon under your bed
I am the reason you should pray
I am the only one you should embrace
And I've got no choice
I can't drown the noise
And I'm all outta straws
And I'm growing out horns
These fingers turn to claws
Die motherfucker
Die motherfucker die
Load another clip just to make sure you die
Put a knife in ya head after 20 in ya ribs
Play tic-tac-toe across your chest
Put up your body on the roof to my house of 1000 corpses uh
Let a bitch gimme sass
No motherfucking questions asked
Put a hole through their chest
Like I'm Jason Vorhees with the hockey mask
They can haul ass
But they'll never last
Split their head open with a wooden axe
Uh
Let a bitch gimme sass
No motherfucking questions asked
Put a hole through their chest
Like I'm Jason Vorhees with the hockey mask
They can haul ass
But they'll never last
Split their head open with a wooden axe
Yuh
Lil bitches just give me cash
No mutha fuckin questions asked
Young nigga out here getting to the bag
Mask off nigga I ain't going out sad
Might kill a verse just to say it got murked
Molotov the whip just to blow up the hearse
Can't kill the boy cause a nigga know his worth
Can't bury the boy if he got it out the dirt
Let a bitch gimme sass
No motherfucking questions asked
Put a hole through their chest
Like I'm Jason Vorhees with the hockey mask
They can haul ass
But they'll never last
Split their head open with a wooden axe
Uh
Off top
Man we getting popping
Whole squad
Looking like a problem
Pull up
We don't get to talking
It's on sight
We ain't giving options
That's Mac 10
Like Dennis Rodman
Naw lil nigga I'm playing
I could care less if you cant keep it real
So I understand why you is a hater
Everywhere I go
Know I'm 10 ten toes down
Do it for the city
Do it for the culture
Repping with my soldiers
Lining up the focus
Grinding everyday
And a nigga lost count
Boy stayed down
And I'm up right now
Came in swinging
Betta duck right now
Game done change
And they wondering how a young nigga tried to make a wave
Standing his ground

Written by:
Jordany Garcia

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