Lyrics Ithurtswhenip - Killhollow

Bitch I'm too elevated
I swear to god, I roll a blunt
And then disintegrate it
Y'all my Sons, I be a star
I'm out in orbit, spacing
It's Hara Kiri bitch
We pull up gutted, all serrated
My draco talking for me bitch
It ain't no conversation

Send him one, send him two
Get him traced up
Got my bong, got my tool
Got my dick sucked
Set no stun, making pools
When my phase bust
Your bitch fun, make her drool
When I face fuck

Put that tag up on my toe and then I'm out bitch
Where your bag? Where your flows? You ain't bout shit
You ain't tagged, you ain't rode, get your house hit
I got hands, I got bros, get your mouth split

Bitch I got that 40 on me
Roll up and you dead
I ain't feeling lonely homie
I just feel like death
Growing up my brothers told me
Aim it for their necks
I be that heavy hearted soldier Oni
Try to check my specs uh

Dripping in gothic, I'm picking your pocket
I stay with a rocket, I dare you to stop it
I'll unplug your optics, from both of the sockets
My cellar all rotten, I drag em in, lock it
Y'all pussies I'm popping, on E when you dropping
Reload then I cock it, my dog get you walking
Get lined up in chalk in a minute for talking
The smoke got me coughing, I'm smoking your coffin

Hang a motherfucker let him drip inside a bucket
I be buried in the forest, take a shovel then I tuck it
Pulling dirt up out the ground, I take a step and then I chuck it
I be tangled up and cutting, tell your bitch I bet she'll love it
Check my vitals when she rush in, I can tell you when I'm busting
Got a tarp I lay for gushing, cutting body parts to dozens
Grab the drugs and get to flushing, gotta strain it with my cousin
Bitch I pull up like No Russian, bet your homies get to running

Hollow getting paid for shows
Still caught up in the chains below
Wrote a million fucking flows
Like all that shit is nothing bro
Hold me back, I'll take your souls
They hope I fucking overdose
Aye I do too, while still engrossed
In every fucking sin I chose