Chain Link Fence Lyrics

Ev-everytime I'm feeling dead

I just sit and count my bread

Ev-everytime these fuckboys talk

I load a bullet with some lead

Thir-Thirty round

Magazine

If these fuckboys fu-fuck with me

I dug a grave for you

And yo whole fucking fa-family

Ro-Rotting corpses

No remorses

Left him laying motionless

Hea-Heart been broke

Skin turnt cold

I been feeling emotionless

Fu-fucked his hoe

Killed his bro

Rico turning

Psy-Psychotic

When I'm off this

Grip the tec

Fully loaded

Ar-Armored vest

F-FTP my fucking chest

W-With the rope around my neck

T-They can't kill me

So they envy

I-I got bullets for the plenty

We is no-not the same

Nor the rank

Fuckboy wh-what's yo place

Bitches wan-want my name

Wan-Want my chain

Wan-Want a diamond rang

Tell em baby no no no

I do not fu-fuck wit no broke hoe

I broke the bro code

Filled this hoes hole

Thoughts of Rico dy-dying solo

Wha-What's in-in my cup

In-In my blunt

My dick in her guts

Killer cu-cut throat maniacs

Ride at night insomniacs

Fu-Fully blacked out whips

Ma-Match the tint

Ma-Match the fit

Ke-keep the mask that's on my face

Whe-When we

Robbing out the bank

AR-AR Teen that's on my waist

Ai-Aim this Glock up to yo face

Pull the trigger

Yeah no figure

I'm a natural born killa

Huh

Ev-everytime I'm feeling dead

I just sit and count my bread

Ev-everytime these fuckboys talk

I load a bullet with some lead

Thir-Thirty round

Magazine

If these fuckboys fu-fuck with me

I dug a grave for you

And yo whole fa-family

Ev-everytime I'm feeling dead

I just sit and count my bread

Ev-everytime these fuckboys talk

I load a bullet with some lead

Thir-Thirty round

Magazine

If these fuckboys fu-fuck with me

I dug a grave for you

And yo whole fa-family