
Dead Batteries $uicideboy$
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[Chorus: Frayser Boy]
Hit the, hit the, hit the—
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
[Verse 1: Yung Death/Lil Life]
Bitches know I got the vendetta
Rollin' up the lettuce, suicidal penned letters
Gone and roll the credits
Swervin' in a Chevy, ready
To land them hollow points
I'm comin' for that fetti, fetti
I hate to disappoint, just lace me down in grey and black
Lo-loced out, ridin' in my grandma's Cadillac
Pop–poppin' Roxys, got a hunnid in my backpack
Fu–full moon, so my eyes lookin' jet black
Just move back, ho
[Chorus: Frayser Boy & Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back (Ayy), ho, I gotta holler at (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hit the, hit the, hit the—
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
[Verse 1: Yung Death/Lil Life]
Bitches know I got the vendetta
Rollin' up the lettuce, suicidal penned letters
Gone and roll the credits
Swervin' in a Chevy, ready
To land them hollow points
I'm comin' for that fetti, fetti
I hate to disappoint, just lace me down in grey and black
Lo-loced out, ridin' in my grandma's Cadillac
Pop–poppin' Roxys, got a hunnid in my backpack
Fu–full moon, so my eyes lookin' jet black
Just move back, ho
[Chorus: Frayser Boy & Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back, ho, I gotta holler at
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that
Hit the tone, cock it back (Ayy), ho, I gotta holler at (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hollow points in your direction, nigga, ain't no stoppin' that (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
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