Hits 8corpses (Ft. Ouija Macc)

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
(ooh ooh huuh!) (Devereaux!)
I ain't really tripping on shit (nah)
I ain't making hit songs Imma take a hit load that bong rip
Back on that murder shit
My kids splash she gurgle it
Imma get the bag that’s permanent
Had the Model 3 for like 4 years and I still ain't have to service it (hol' up)
Middle finger to the government give a fuck who loving it
Posted in back with the Chapter the covenant now I'm the shit and I ain't got to shovel it (nah!)
See what I'm doing well I'm about to double it
Got what I need if I don't Ima summon it (come wit it)
Hit after hit I be making notes
Tombstone say do the most (do the most!)
Bitch can’t see me at all (nah!)
Talking about how she seen a ghost (ooh)
Hit after hit I be going off (yeah)
Stay in that paint til I'm comatose (comotose)
Ouija forever been ten toes every verse a momento (hol' up)
Letting 'em know it ain't nothing identical
Hit after hit til I'm hitting that pinnacle
Sin for my city my city be cynical
Shoot up your house til that shit looking liminal (booom!)
Air it out (huuh, yuh!) Clear it out (hol' up)
I do the shit that they hear about
They do the shit I don’t care about (yuuh!)