Текст песни SKEET MODE - Grim Salvo , JMattson

Oh!

Yeah
Yeah!

I don't speak too much
I'm the quiet type (quiet type)
But come to one of my shows and I'mma show you what a riot like
Motherfucker yeah I'm down to die tonight
Sipping cyanide
Me and my demons seeing eye to eye
I try and try but fuck it
I kick the bucket

Switchblade, I tuck it
The blood get all on my knuckles
I fucking love it
My stomach, it fucking rumbles
I'm on a budget
I'm hungry
I don't want trouble
But bitch I'm hunting

Better run, better get to cover quick
I'm coming for that cashflow
Any motherfucker can get it
Yeah, I'm an asshole
No better place than on the run
I'm feeling like I'm Rambo
Grabbing the machete from my hip
I'm out of ammo

Grab, hold your neck and bitch I squeeze it 'til your head pop
Dark web files encrypted inside my desktop
Motherfuckers itching to get in my fucking head
Stop a motherfuckin' bullet before I would ever let y'all

Bitch it's all your fault
Don't be pathetic
I'm a geek
I'm a fiend
I'm a menace
Flip the beef in the street
No cheese, no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us (fuck you!)

Bitch it's all your fault
Don't be pathetic
I'm a geek
I'm a fiend
I'm a menace
Flip the beef in the street
No cheese, no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us

Slipping in the paint
Sorrow face, no sticky
You wonder where the heat is
I got plenty, don't be picky
Don't act so defeated
Drink some liquor
You look sicky
Gimme a reason to flip a bitch like SSX Tricky

Battle axe, heart attack
When I'm bugging
Corpse paint granny on my dick, mean mugging
Please cousin
I don't need the grief
No luggage
No baggage
Stay back
Stay mad
We buzzing

Keep scrubbing
Coughing off the wicked
I've had visions
Way beyond depiction in the written
I've had family turn on me (got 'em!)
Fuckin' up the mission thinking that we're different
Why you causing friction
I'm spliffing in the fetal position

Oh!
We buzzing
Fuck with all the ruckus
Got the lame brains clucking
I don't think you're paid
I really think you straight bluffing
Know we're headed to the heavens
But it don't change nothing

(What the fuck?) Bitch it's all your fault
Don't be pathetic
I'm a geek
I'm a fiend
I'm a menace
Flip the beef in the street
No cheese, no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us

Bitch it's all your fault
Don't be pathetic
I'm a geek
I'm a fiend
I'm a menace
Flip the beef in the street
No cheese, no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us

(Sauce on the side)
(With the what)
(And the fries and the)
Flip the beef in the street
No cheese, no lettuce
We could really make it better if you let us