[Lyrics from "RAWSHOP!"]
[Verse 1]
I—I call it double trouble, me and my gat
My gat matte black, Freddie never lacks packs, never la—
I got the hollow tips, I got the scope and bright thing
You know, the thing that helps me aim it at your belly ri—
I may not know a lot about my shitty gat
The only thing I know is how to shoot it at your cap
I can—, I can smell ya stinkin' ass all the way from here
Are you sweating from the heat or sweating from the fear?
I don't wanna tell you what to do
But some options: you can run, you can hide, it might be fun
I ain't done, you can stay, you can waste your life away
Just like that, everything you made was always fuckin' wack
Now you steppin' up, bang-bang in the head, boi
Wait a second, where's my fuckin' gun, I thought I had it, huh?
Oh shit, you took it from me, put it to your head
Then you pulled the fuckin' trigger, now your stupid ass is dead
[Chorus]
Watch me—, watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
[Verse 1]
I—I call it double trouble, me and my gat
My gat matte black, Freddie never lacks packs, never la—
I got the hollow tips, I got the scope and bright thing
You know, the thing that helps me aim it at your belly ri—
I may not know a lot about my shitty gat
The only thing I know is how to shoot it at your cap
I can—, I can smell ya stinkin' ass all the way from here
Are you sweating from the heat or sweating from the fear?
I don't wanna tell you what to do
But some options: you can run, you can hide, it might be fun
I ain't done, you can stay, you can waste your life away
Just like that, everything you made was always fuckin' wack
Now you steppin' up, bang-bang in the head, boi
Wait a second, where's my fuckin' gun, I thought I had it, huh?
Oh shit, you took it from me, put it to your head
Then you pulled the fuckin' trigger, now your stupid ass is dead
[Chorus]
Watch me—, watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty
Do-si-do
Then I think I, yeah, then I think I gotta go
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