Lyrics error-code//117 - Hollowsolidd

Blind reaction to the blood stains on the carpet
No that ain't me
Don't save me
Beyond saving
Don't save me
I get anxious

I do not swim with the fishes
I swim the sharks and piranhas and they say I'm dangerous
Goal's to retire my mama
We hot like a sauna so don't even tap in to hang with us

Got some designer
Not Dolce Gabanna
Restructured my problems and turned em' to commas
I ordered some lobster
We ate Benihana's
It's not on the menu but they worked it out for us

It's Mike Amiri
Ain't no Robin Jeans
My shooters got the dot before they got the plot on me
Put your hands up
No this ain't a robbery
This a Hollowsolidd concert, what these pussies got for me?

I'm like pull up
What you got hoe?
They be on me
Pull up with the undead like a zombie
I'm poured up with my chains on Avianne
High last like a day long when I'm on it
Rage through the day
Fuck a day shift
Time moving slow when I'm faded
Hit my line one more time

Fuck that astrology shit and it's meaning but I just wanna say that girl is a mofuckin' Taurus
Shit, I'm a walking thesaurus
Walk in the club with a bag and the bouncer noticed and he opened up all of the mofuckin' doors
Double crosses like a sword
He pray for his life like a wish
My shooters don't miss and he wishing and wishing and wishing some more

None of my guns fake
Go ask TSA
All of my guns rake
Ask the NRA

Bank calling PNC
Phone stay on that DND
In the nighttime we creep
Keep a knife next to my bed when I sleep

I know you ain't much for praying
But you better pray you don't leave me
I know you ain't much for praying
But you better pray
Ay ay ay ay
It's so hot in Middle East
Ain't no forests ain't no trees
View the pyramids of Giza
Pretty girl it's nice to meet ya
Cut it up
Got em' raging from the back to the fucking front
Guess you outta luck
Imma let these fucking hollows chew your body up
Counter with my fucking gang you think you funny huh?
See me in the club, but no bitch you ain't running up
I control alt delete you like a virus punk