Nuutella - GUNK Lyrics

Thank you for contacting Dead Homies Incorporated how can we help you?
Got out the trunk I made them swerve into the eighteen wheeler
Monthly fragments melt the marrow then make idol bracelet
Found the noose you didn't use but they had diamond necklace
Your flesh is not no damn wagyu I vomit on you skinless
Saying that they G but they making kids grief
Claiming that they preach
Let's open they trunk instead
All these pussy bitches don't got balls to taste lead
But they greedy with the raining blast your brains instead
Yeah take a nap
Little bitch looks like he needs it
Eat your snacks with audio that you collecting
Munch on Mac
Shit it out get your other rack
My stomach hurt and I mapped out the overdose
Tie the rope
Jump off the chair twitch like carnival
Tie the rope
I speed this bitch up like carnival
Tie the rope
Jump off the chair twitch like carnival
Tie the rope
Pussy mothaf*ckers wanna kill the god of death
Why the f*ck you keep on speaking shit about my f*cking name
Dirty bitches
Wanting all my riches
Triple six my digits
Skully killer killing
F*ck what these bitches wanna rep
You ain't shit but a wreck
Making money write my check
Hop on the mic do a rec
Never got love I'm a mess
All these drugs got me compressed
F*ck the routine of the west
I ain't needed like the rest
I've been living my life with nothing to fear
Anytime I walk around my city got black jeans and gears
All you pussy bitches keep on mentioning my f*cking peers
You gonna get a bullet to your head so stop counting your years
Tie the rope
Jump off the chair twitch like carnival
Tie the rope
I speed this bitch up like carnival
Tie the rope
Jump off the chair twitch like carnival
Tie the rope