
Hepatitis G $uicideboy$ & Germ
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[Intro: Lil Gin & Lil Keke]
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
Dripped out!
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
Dripped out!
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
[Verse 1: YUNG CHRIST]
Lord of doom, king of gloom
Slowly crawlin' out my tomb, find out where you staying, fool
Cock it back and spray the room
Bloody murder, I'm the serpent out the book of Genesis
It's for certain, close the curtains, you won't live to see yo' kids
You ain't drinkin' Actavis, you are just an actor, bitch
Yung Christ the immaculate, ball my fist up—smack a bitch
King of the shit show, welcome to death row
$UICIDE, you know how it go, hoe
But I ain't Lil Germ though, God of the infernos
[Chorus: Lil Gin & Lil Keke]
Dripped out!
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
Dripped out!
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
Dripped out!
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
[Verse 1: YUNG CHRIST]
Lord of doom, king of gloom
Slowly crawlin' out my tomb, find out where you staying, fool
Cock it back and spray the room
Bloody murder, I'm the serpent out the book of Genesis
It's for certain, close the curtains, you won't live to see yo' kids
You ain't drinkin' Actavis, you are just an actor, bitch
Yung Christ the immaculate, ball my fist up—smack a bitch
King of the shit show, welcome to death row
$UICIDE, you know how it go, hoe
But I ain't Lil Germ though, God of the infernos
[Chorus: Lil Gin & Lil Keke]
Dripped out!
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most
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