EGODEATH Witchouse 40k

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, eugh

[Verse]
.50 drum, glizzy cocking watch your lungs split
40 racks all on me, now I'm looking sun-kissed
Wussup, said he want it, so we smoke 'em up
Eliantee on the bezel hanging off my wrist
Put my fist up in your bitch
Shawty said she love that shit
Now we smoking out the zip
We rolling green up like a witch
Keep a chopper with a dick on 'em
I'm never gonna miss
Caught some bodies playing victim
Way I'm always in the mix
Broke my knuckle on your lip, what's up
40 bricks I'm 'bout to flip, I lost my job don't give a shit, bitch
Yellow diamonds look like piss
I be chopping all these snakes up, yeah, you gon' finna hear me hiss
Forty thousand dollars in my bank, no need to count that shit
I fell in love with money, so I'm always out here counting it
All these artists fake, they hearing gunshots and they cowering
I pull up on your block and leave a pussy rapper counterfeit
Lil' bitch, where the money at?
I know you're out here housing it
I never play with killers, you a pussy and you're proud of it
Pillaging up your villa, I go bump in the night
.45/5 with the potato to cut the sound of it
Cock back and I bang, click-clack and I paint
Smoke gas by the day, flak jacket in the bank, trash mask on the face
Yoppa make 'em levitate, I ain't got a gang, I've got a chopper like a heavyweight
No, we cannot talk too much, I never wanna conversate
Never switching lanes, 'cause all these rappers wanna follow me
Twenty in my wallet, pocket rocket shooting harmonies
Fuckin' on your bitch I want her soul but gave her heart to me
Put lead up in your arteries