paroles de chanson Therapy - BLCKK

I'm out in new york with a wendigo cookin shit up and we drinkin modelos
We carry that ammo
You ain't nothin scary afraid of your shadow
Run it, run it, huh

You want a fair fight
Motherfucker you came to the wrong place
Fuck up ya whole face
You gon fuck up my life with a new case
Better learn how to fucking behave motherfucker I best see you act right
It's gon turn to a bad night
Fuck around and get rid of your eyesight
But fuck it in hindsight

I shoulda sprayed all the witnesses

All the citizens keep ya distance
I'm gonna need some assistance
You disappear in an instant
Came with the proper equipment
We just a bunch of delinquents
We takin ya cash and your shipments
I ain't got any commitments
So we been some killers since infants
All the residents scared of the bad kids
You ain't a rapper you adlib
I only live for the next hit
Once I get all my money then I quit
I quit
I quit

Run bitch
We gon take all ya money and put that shit deep in our mattress
You ain't a monster you pussy you bitch you ain't shit but an actress
Everything we puttin out ain't a thing but some motherfucking practice
Bad shit

Break ya neck you pussy bitch I do not wanna hear another thing from you
I'm upset i'm punching holes in fucking doors consider this a part two
You look like something to shoot through
My therapist said I got screws loose
I got a case of the bad blues
I'm takin ya hat and ya shoes too
I'm passin you notes like it's blues clues
My letter said talk if you want to
So I can just freak the fuck out on you pussies in public and put you on fox news