[Verse 1]
Bust down
Pull off with your bust down
Where your bloods now
Pull up and it's guns out
I got Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada in the cut now
Gotta buck crowd
Pipe down, lights out
Hellhound Militia
Bitch, we comin' with the six, six, six
Bitch, you never seen a clip
I pull up let them guns rip
Hellhound Militia
Bitch, we comin' with the six, six, six
Bitch, you never seen a clip
I pull up let them guns rip
Trapped inside the walls of my home like a catacomb
Flesh turned to stone when I'm cold, armor my bones
Crawlin' through the air like a ghost, bodies on the coast
Food for the sharks, let me go, eat 'em like a boat
With the boys down in Roanoke, sippin' souls
At your throat, little ho, you get choked out
Pullin' up to my shows in a ghost now
I'm the lord of the morgue, he a corpse now
Bust down
Pull off with your bust down
Where your bloods now
Pull up and it's guns out
I got Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada in the cut now
Gotta buck crowd
Pipe down, lights out
Hellhound Militia
Bitch, we comin' with the six, six, six
Bitch, you never seen a clip
I pull up let them guns rip
Hellhound Militia
Bitch, we comin' with the six, six, six
Bitch, you never seen a clip
I pull up let them guns rip
Trapped inside the walls of my home like a catacomb
Flesh turned to stone when I'm cold, armor my bones
Crawlin' through the air like a ghost, bodies on the coast
Food for the sharks, let me go, eat 'em like a boat
With the boys down in Roanoke, sippin' souls
At your throat, little ho, you get choked out
Pullin' up to my shows in a ghost now
I'm the lord of the morgue, he a corpse now
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