Feather Lined Lyrics

Feather lined suicide put it on my life line

Doing lines don't take time taking away from my life

Tick tock goes the clock pop pop pop goes the motherfucking glock

All the bodies drop cause they all got shot killer gets caught now he running from the cops

Running from the cops but I don't fuck with ops

Boy gets shot if he acting like a op

Boy got to stop if ever going to cop

Boy better drop cause I hit him with the hop

Hit them with the hop but I won't ever stop

Hit them with the pop and a whole body drop

Fuck all them haters with the metaphorically pop

The bullets ain't real but I'll make a body drop yeah

Hit them with with the whole body bag them up we making zombie

Get the crew you can not stop me I'll just eat you ima zombie

Beast and king little the dead plague I am a disease

Lil the top rat I ain't what you think

Psycho the dark rose he is deceased

He is deceased but I don't believe

I have a grave that I go and see

I have a place but I do not sleep

I am the devil but you can not see

You can not see but I am a beast

I ain't a killer a king but I sing

I am a psycho don't leave me be

I'll leave you dead can you not see