Lingchi ft. Drownkodieee Lyrics

If I said that I'd do it, I meant it

Spot a opp on his block we gon bend it

Put a hole in top and appendix

He know all the details, he probably forensics

Oh you speakin with 12? Gon regret it

F&N knock you out your 11's

Pick cuddie up, think he gon need a medic

Matter of fact he transcendin' to heaven

Yea murder the message

He learnt him his lesson

I fucked on lil bitch, seen her text I just read it

No bluffin' ain't cuffin' I don't do no weddings

Like,

Why would I cheat on my Wesson?

Like why would I cheat on my bestfriend?

.223 hit your mo'fuckin best man

Beat yo lil ass

Boy I'm your step dad

Glock made 'em shit himself, look like some wet sand

Walk with a limp

30 stick in my Ksubi jeans

Speak on my deadbeat then dead what you soon to be

Just like the Ring, imma pop out your screen, but you won't get a week 'fore I kill your ass brutally

Fuck 7 days

Rip the eyes out his socket

New blade for flaying

Pull flesh out his pockets

politicians better watch how they frolick

Splittin' noggins like that tree from the tropics

On gang

(Death by a thousand cuts)

Get shit crackin' like chiropractors with firecrackers

When your spinal fracture

The stairs to heaven is not a option

Demons kill with rapture

This .45 a velociraptor

Rippin' through your gut

Now you pissin' blood with a ruptured bladder

Like you Curtis Jackson

This shit be stingin' like yellow jackets

Like creating madness

I'm with the dead like a body snatcher

Semi automatics they get to twitchin' like body spasms

I cannot imagine a life livin' in fuckin shackles

Its so many thooters so many hoes

And I wanna fuck 'em all

Explosive disorder I wanna kill 'em all

EBK I'm killing anything

long as I'm living it's on

9k38 soldier, I'm in her mouth like molars

After I'm finished I'm passin' her off

Like lil hoe gotta go

Bitch there ain't no taggin' along