6 FOOT DEEP CYPHER GOREOFFLINE (Ft. GOREFUL, GOREJIT, Gxner., HAUNTGAT, HXLX & Rotten)

[Verse 1: Rotten]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, aye, yeah
Catchin' bodies in the back
Got an AR in the bag
Stupid Indians talkin' 'bout some swag
Yeah, you smell like fuckin' shit
Talkin' shit, you in a ditch, yuh
I don't care about a motherfuckin' bitch
Yeah, bullet in a bag
Got bullets in my bag
[?], shoot him in the throat
[?]
How you broke as hell? I wouldn't even look at the mirror
Yeah, got an AR15, shoot you in your face
Get a fuckin' mop, get the ble-e-e-
Yeah, when I stab
Yeah, stab you in your fuckin' throat
He talkin' shit, but I know you fuckin' won't

[Verse 2: GOREJIT]
[?]
I was broke, now I got thots in a penthouse
D-D-Different drugs, I'ma put 'em in my mouth-o-o
I got drugs in a bag, I got monеy in a bag
I got drugs in a bag, I got money in a bag
Got hella free bands from [?]
Yeah, this bitch is fat as fuck, shе eating pie
Yuh, y'all can't see the death in my eyes
Death in my eyes
Death in disguise
Demons in my mind
Beat his ass 'n' tie him up
Run him up in Bentley truck
Got a Glock on me, don't test yo' luck
Yuh, magnum on me, 'n' I ain't talkin' 'bout no gun, I'm talkin' 'bout that [?]