Lunakaze - Chiti Chiti Bang (feat. K-0t1k) Lyrics

Pussy want smoke we gon pop shit
Get his ass wet like a mopstick
If that boy wan be on op shit

I give a f*ck bout the talkin
I'm outta options
I don't get it then I'm cutting my losses

All them some chickens I flip em in sauces
Hoe don't eat pork but she loving the sausage

Piss on your grave the remix to ignition
If he talk shit then it ain't my decision
He just made me grab the smith and
Bullets finna get to ripping
No that ain't sauce bitch it's blood that be drippin
Killin my demons now blood I be sippin
Puffin the loud I be trippin
Pull up on her and I'm slipping my dick in
Bitch I'm so sick I don't need no remission
Hit you with optics your losin your vision, demolition how I come in the building

Bitch I'm a maniac brainiac analyze shit like an almanac
Pussy boii act like he talkin facts pull out the choppa it's talkin back
Bitch gimme all of that

I cannot f*ck with you softer cats
I stay in place then you fallin back
Go take your honor back

Since a git I wasn't talkin back
Couldn't rely on the knowledge that momma had

Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh
Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh
Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh
Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh

I cannot f*ck with you lames
F*ck what you claim
Unload the choppa and bust out my brains
Shot at my temple and then I'll be sane
First lemme f*ck up the game

F*ckin with me not realistic
She ride the dick like a ripstick
Flip her over like a kick flip

She gon suck up on my dick tip
Genital lipstick kiss this
Spittin heat you are my witness

I cannot f*ck with you oppas
Pop your medulla oblongata
F*ck on your momma
F*ck on your daughter
I get her wet than a otter
She call me daddy but I'm not her father
She gave me top I would eat her out but I cannot be bothered
I only got time for the slaughter

Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh
Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh
Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh
Let the blood spill Chiti Chiti Bang uh

Shorty a freaka
She want the demon
Slave to the pussy
But I be a freeman
She callin me pumpkin but don't do the cheatin
My dick be the weapon I'm shootin the semen
Pussy ass niggas get turned into seamen
Her brain turned to Einstein's that nigga a C man
F*ck with the gang and I guess that be treason
Bitch my heart cold I done turned an anemic

Comin for blood but do not do the bleedin
Flushin out snakes since the garden of eden
Nigga want smoke then I light up the beacon
Say you know of me but not through the greetin
Either f*ckin your hoe or I'm spittin the heat n'
The Father of Nature so it be my season
Showing you lessons like I do the teachin
Lil bitch better listen when I do the preachin