The Coathanga Brotha Lynch Hung (Ft. C.O.S. (USA))

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
The coat- the coathanga
The throat- the throat strangla
Bangin' the GD Online like 3G
I'm coming in 3D with these bullets and no bullshit
In the back of the van I carry full clips
Don't believe me? Watch YouTube, I pull shit
I cause enough blood that you could fill pools with
You motherfuckers know the name, I'm insane and I'm still Lock 2 Da Brain and ain't nothin' to fool with
The Coathanga Strangla
Bangin' 'em up, maintaning the cut, put your brain in a cup
Brotha Lynch Hung and I ce hangin' 'em up
Wearin' 'em out like clothes so niggas don't know it's me, Spydie
Niggas'll suck nut and eat shit just to be by me
Shit'll get fucked up in the anal, just blame your breezy
I see spitters on a daily basis
Put 'em into muddy places
Bloody meat is what he tasted
I like to fry 'em and then I cum in they faces
And that's just one of the cases

[Hook]
With the chainsaw leave your brains raw, somebody just got cut
So when I'm coming in your window with a machete and a pistol
Best believe it's just to get me a nut
With the chainsaw leave your brains raw, somebody just got cut
So when I'm coming in your window with a machete and a pistol
Best believe it's just to get me a nut