Can’t Do Shit Undead Slayer (Ft. Black Zodiak, Frankie The G & Live Grenade)
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[Chorus: Undead and (Zodiak)]
Hell no, we can’t apologize, we don’t fake any of it
We gon harmonize, don’t care if we should like shit
(Sound like shit)
Bitches ain’t gonna criticize, y’all bitches can’t do shit
These ain’t fuckin’ lies, what’re you gon do bout it?
(Do bout it?)
[Verse 1: Live Grenade]
Hear us before, bitches need another sample
Mad cause this fuckin’ crew becomin’ more ample
Cut it up, white lines, we begin
Don’t give a fuck, we always win
Drunk as fuck, gonna do it all again
With a single puff, we’re gonna continue to fuckin’ sin
Hard as fuck to kill, you know we’re fuckin’ movin’ in
Shootin’ off guns while pukin’ up some blood
Like a said, crew gettin’ big, just keeps on gettin’ bigger
Pop pop pop, my finger on the fuckin’ trigger!
[Chorus: Undead and (Zodiak)]
Hell no, we can’t apologize, we don’t fake any of it
We gon harmonize, don’t care if we should like shit
(Sound like shit)
Bitches don’t criticize, y’all bitches can’t do shit
These ain’t fuckin’ lies, what’re you gon do bout it?
(Do bout it?)
Hell no, we can’t apologize, we don’t fake any of it
We gon harmonize, don’t care if we should like shit
(Sound like shit)
Bitches ain’t gonna criticize, y’all bitches can’t do shit
These ain’t fuckin’ lies, what’re you gon do bout it?
(Do bout it?)
[Verse 1: Live Grenade]
Hear us before, bitches need another sample
Mad cause this fuckin’ crew becomin’ more ample
Cut it up, white lines, we begin
Don’t give a fuck, we always win
Drunk as fuck, gonna do it all again
With a single puff, we’re gonna continue to fuckin’ sin
Hard as fuck to kill, you know we’re fuckin’ movin’ in
Shootin’ off guns while pukin’ up some blood
Like a said, crew gettin’ big, just keeps on gettin’ bigger
Pop pop pop, my finger on the fuckin’ trigger!
[Chorus: Undead and (Zodiak)]
Hell no, we can’t apologize, we don’t fake any of it
We gon harmonize, don’t care if we should like shit
(Sound like shit)
Bitches don’t criticize, y’all bitches can’t do shit
These ain’t fuckin’ lies, what’re you gon do bout it?
(Do bout it?)
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