Текст песни Monte Cristo - Mvko , Notions

It's the count of monte cristo smokin hella dope
Demons in the back and the moves
They packin is critical
Whippin in the honda personas wildin it's typical
Sweep em up and promise them neverlands
They gon never go

It's the count of monte cristo smokin hella dope
Demons in the back and the moves
They packin is critical
Whippin in the honda personas wildin it's typical
Sweep em up and promise them neverlands
They gon never go

I'm the demon from the south with
The one punch fist
I'll make sure all my bros are fed before
I wet my wrist
I left my label now I'm better
You can suck my dick
I said I never wanted money
Til I touched that sh*t

I want more
I want the world
I want it all I want some gold
I want a foreign
I want the fans and they adore
I wanna know
I wanna know just what I'm owed
I wanna blow
I wanna motherfvcking go

Bxtch posted on the road bxtch
Never gave a fvck, what im wanting
Is where I go bxtch
I don't need no misunderstandings
I need control bxtch
Heard you talkin sh*t on the gang and
I'll lay you low bxtch

It's the count of monte cristo smokin hella dope
Demons in the back and the moves
They packin is critical
Whippin in the honda personas wildin it's typical
Sweep em up and promise them neverlands
They gon never go

It's the count of monte cristo smokin hella dope
Demons in the back and the moves
They packin is critical
Whippin in the honda personas wildin it's typical
Sweep em up and promise them neverlands
They gon never go

Pistol on my dick, so I fvcking walk with a limp
You better keep your mouth shut
When you talk to a pimp
I got a smile on my face as I empty the clip
I wipe your blood off my shoes,
I can't ruin my drip

Killing everything I touch, yeah I can't get enough
Say your bxtch love you I ate her pvssy for lunch
Dumping rounds in the chopper
Making you look like a sponge
Feeling dead to my core,
My skin is cold to the touch
Bxtch

Imma run up on him leave him carved like a pumpkin
I ain't got time for assumptions
I am a sick motherfvcker
Leaving you chopped at the throat
And tossing your corpse in the dumpster
The new face of the underground
You know we're in the discussion you bxtch

I hear my demons at my door I'm bout to let em in
All these guns up in my house
I feel like I'm a veteran
Put my hands around my brain
Stem and fvcking sever it
Godzilla stance motha fvcka ima start levelin

It's the count of monte cristo smokin hella dope
Demons in the back and the moves
They packin is critical
Whippin in the honda personas wildin it's typical
Sweep em up and promise them neverlands
They gon never go

It's the count of monte cristo smokin hella dope
Demons in the back and the moves
They packin is critical
Whippin in the honda personas wildin it's typical
Sweep em up and promise them neverlands
They gon never go