PITS OF HELL ft. vÉ Lyrics

(Aye, hahaha)

(Aagh)

(Fuck)

Uh

(Aye let's fucking go)

Aye

Motherfucker better shut your mouth

Before I put you in the dirt

Cover you from head to to toe in gravel

You won't be the first

Running up on me?

Big mistake

I'll fill you with a mag of shells

Think you fucking tough, but guess again

I'm from the fucking pits of hell!

(aye, aye, huh, ayee)

From the fucking pits of hell

I'm from the fucking pits of hell

aye, aye,

I'm from the fucking pits of hell

Killing that bitch, I don't give a fuck

Bout a lil bitch sucking meat everyday

Get up in it, aye

Caught that boy slipping

You know ima rip him to pieces

Don't play with me

Gonna get killed by me

Pussyboi slippin, aye

Find entertainment in killing, aye

Fuck yo girlfriend, ima dick her down

That bitch be screaming too fucking loud

Woahhh, woah woah woah.

What the fuck, thetic, what was all that screaming?

What is this?

(Jesus christ)

What is this?

(Yes)

Oh my gad.

(agh)

Bloody hell thetic, man.

And I pull up with a strap, uh

Get my bags, Pulling major racks, uh

And I pull up with a strap, uh

Get my bags, Pulling major racks, uh

Roll through my town and I'm picking up women

My G-wagon killing, I smoke to stay living

I hope that my blade finds its way to your business

There's no way to kill me, I'll die when i finish

Linking foreign bitches, the Germans, the Finnish

If she says no, then best know i'll be livid

I'll make a track, and best know I'll kill it

(aaaaAAAGH!)

Sticking my dick in her bits, and she feel it

Rapping like this shit's a movie, uh

Only fuck with virgins, what's a groupie? aye

Fucked Amanda, then I fucked Lucy, uh

Fucked Heather, then fucked Ruby, uh

I need diamonds and those rubies, uh

My girl said she's scared she will lose me, uh

Popping these pills, do it loosely, uh

Told her move out if ur moody, uh

I'm fed up of all my time being wasted

Shot after shot after spliff, man i'm wasted

Can't find my maybach, I guess I misplaced it

I'll just buy another, cause I cannot trace it

(I'm!)

From the fucking pits of hell!

From the fucking pits of hell!

(Roll through my town and I'm picking up women

My G-wagon killing, I smoke to stay living

I hope that my blade finds its way to your business

There's no way to kill me, I'll die when i finish

Linking foreign bitches, the Germans, the Finnish

If she says no, then best know i'll be livid

I'll make a track, and best know I'll kill it

Sticking my dick in her bits, and she feel it)