[Intro: BissiBoi]
Motherfuckers keep saying Craig don’t get no bitches, I see plenty of bitches in his freezer
Augh (You’re on GORE STREET, bitch)
[Chorus: BissiBoi]
Ball-gagged bitch in a cage, in a cage
It’s time to get traumatized, she won't be the same again
Ball-gagged bitch in a cage, in a cage
It’s time to get traumatized, she won't be the same again
[Verse 1: BissiBoi & rejectedreyna]
Keeping ya body on crutches
Grip for ya life, you ain’t leaving me hanging
Play wit’ ya body, I play operation
Pass off the knife at the scream of the patient
I’m growing impatient, need a quick taste
Let me cut samples from parts of your face, let me cut strips out your thighs
Shut up, and ball gag your cries
Let me get prepped in the kitchen
My cleaver still glisten yet covered, it’s covered, it’s covered in blood
Muffled cries for help, come on baby, let’s scream ‘til we get out (Augh)
[Verse 2: rejectedreyna]
Gag it up, bag it up, throw it in my Acura
We don’t fuck with pedos, we gon’ show you on this camera like, like—
Stamina, building up your stamina
Hunting in the woods, we gon’ gut you up, no matter what
We cleanse sick, with the sick, no matter what it is
I got this bitch up in my basement, shut it up, stop crying, bitch
Got two bitches on my leashes, they're okay with dying quick
Making snuff with predators while she sucks on this slimy dick
Motherfuckers keep saying Craig don’t get no bitches, I see plenty of bitches in his freezer
Augh (You’re on GORE STREET, bitch)
[Chorus: BissiBoi]
Ball-gagged bitch in a cage, in a cage
It’s time to get traumatized, she won't be the same again
Ball-gagged bitch in a cage, in a cage
It’s time to get traumatized, she won't be the same again
[Verse 1: BissiBoi & rejectedreyna]
Keeping ya body on crutches
Grip for ya life, you ain’t leaving me hanging
Play wit’ ya body, I play operation
Pass off the knife at the scream of the patient
I’m growing impatient, need a quick taste
Let me cut samples from parts of your face, let me cut strips out your thighs
Shut up, and ball gag your cries
Let me get prepped in the kitchen
My cleaver still glisten yet covered, it’s covered, it’s covered in blood
Muffled cries for help, come on baby, let’s scream ‘til we get out (Augh)
[Verse 2: rejectedreyna]
Gag it up, bag it up, throw it in my Acura
We don’t fuck with pedos, we gon’ show you on this camera like, like—
Stamina, building up your stamina
Hunting in the woods, we gon’ gut you up, no matter what
We cleanse sick, with the sick, no matter what it is
I got this bitch up in my basement, shut it up, stop crying, bitch
Got two bitches on my leashes, they're okay with dying quick
Making snuff with predators while she sucks on this slimy dick
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