Grim

Lund

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    Do you believe in Jesus?
    Yes I do
    Well you're going to need him

    Bleed out these bodies
    I'm slittin' neck as a hobby
    While getting neck it's so sloppy
    D-drinking dirty like coffee
    So bitch don't hit me with attitude
    Won't find longitude, latitude
    Where I bury your body
    P-probably somewhere near Saudi
    Scrub out the blood from my trunk
    Throw out the shells and the shotty
    I’m on the move they can't stop me
    You just be stuck like epoxy
    I'll take yo bitch I ain't sorry
    I let her smoke on safari
    Then get her wet like tsunami
    She grab my dick call me papi and that's facts

    Better watch the way that you act
    Before you end up on your back
    In the street, watch you bleed
    When that 50 make you sleep
    Caution tape around your body
    They got chalk around your feet
    Bitch you better think twice
    Before you motherfuckin' speak
    To a G in his prime
    I got money on wrist
    I throw money at your bitch
    'Cause this money ain't shit
    I don’t want to need it, fuck it, I can't take it when I go
    I just hate the way this world has fucking made me though

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    Are you a bounty hunter?
    A man's gotta do something for a living these days

    So I just chop up the dutch
    While this bitch gimme sloppy
    I’m crossing names off my list
    'Cause taking lives is my hobby
    You know that scythe on my back
    'Cause I need blood in my flask
    Bitch I’m the reaper, I been creeping
    Putting thoughts into your head

    So when your time come don't ask for mercy
    No crying out like oh ℒund please don't hurt me
    Bitch you worthy of this death go on ask me what is next
    Put that blade up to your neck and let it slide till it's red

    Bleed out these bodies
    I'm slittin' neck as a hobby
    While getting neck it's so sloppy
    D-drinking dirty like coffee
    So bitch don't hit me with attitude
    Won't find longitude, latitude
    Where I bury your body
    P-probably somewhere near Saudi
    Scrub out the blood from my trunk
    Throw out the shells and the shotty
    I’m on the move they can't stop me
    You just be stuck like epoxy
    I'll take yo bitch I ain't sorry
    I let her smoke on safari
    Then get her wet like tsunami
    She grab my dick call me papi and that's facts

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