Strangers Wrath

Pit
Run away quick
It
Never did hit
Whoa
Runnin for gold
No
Never that bold
Never said, never said so
Get away high then the whip grow mold
Fatty boy plies to a ancient tomb
Lookie at the money then they brought her home
Based
Homie two faced
Talking like a buyer, like he own that race
Waist
Is ya blunt laced
Someone gotta go soften your face
Tell me when the pay day lay, ay
Navvvi needa swae main brain, ay
Woo
Who
Tell me who knew
Living off energy that you ensue

Fuck a dumb bitch
Suck my dumb dick
You a punk bitch
Catch a pump hit
Strait to the face
Show up to his place
Whats up wit the haste
Catch up with the pace

Yea you dead to me
Push off balcony
Wit no chemistry
Catch a felony
Use you as my ammo, baby this is Strangers Wrath
All I see is me in jail, I'm a psychopath

Fuck a dumb bitch
Suck my dumb dick
You a punk bitch
Catch a pump hit
Strait to the face
Show up to his place
Whats up wit the haste
Catch up with the pace