SV ft. Nuutella & Death G Lyrics

Blood Sucking Mothafucka

All black jeans motherfucka black shirt

Pull up in a all black skrt

With the crew

Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving uh

SV everybody SV

Everybody feel me

Everybody throwing out their fucking thoughts

SV we be smoking hella pack

Sorry baby run it back

Coffee got me jitter jat perform a stutter stab

I like to step back kick my feet up on the coffee table

SV got no fucking labels

When you talk to me it's fatal

I do my drugs through the nasal

I'm in love with the devil's wife

Lucy's bitch was never faithful

She says she loves me no you don't

Fuck the devil fuck the pope

I'm a strange boy With a cloak

I walk around wearing

All black jeans motherfucka black shirt

Pull up in a all black skr

With the crew

Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving

SV

Yeah we getting moving

Apocalyptic crewing

Zooming

97 zooming

In a Black on black Honda Civic

Public race no fucks vivid

Pull it to the venue like what's up

Like what's up

Like what's up

Move bitch

Yeah we get it moving

SV for the mosh pits

Tolerate no soft shit

No soft shit

Move bitch

Yeah we get it moving

SV for the mosh pits

Tolerate no soft shit

No soft shit

Talk Shit grab a coffin

I don't deal with toxics

Fucked yo wife in the back of my van and you can't tell me nothing

Not my fault your such a bitch

Eat her out and taste my kids

Pull up you not doing shit

That lil gun not scaring me

I can careless bout my life

As long as I bust my daily nut

Dopamine rush with the valley nurses

Cause guaranteed they all thots yeah

Show up to my physical, I make her fondle on my nuts

Rip her scrubs to shreds

Fondle her tits

And fuck her to my songs

She said she in love with me I told her, Bitch I'm not the one

But you can buy me Rolex's and spoil me, I'll be your bum

All black jeans motherfucka black shirt

All black jeans motherfucka fucka black shirt

Pull up in a all black skrt

Pull up in a all black skrt

Fuck a reason

We don't need a reason

Just to start some shit we on that shit

Bitch I'll make you bleed

Bitch I'll make you bleed right under me

Bitch I'm fucking rotten

All you pussy under me

Ain't nobody get it started

Just like S to the motherfucking V

Contain me SCP

Bitch don't let me breach

Bitch don't let me breach

Bitch don't let me breach

Cause I've been raging through the night

Open up your fucking eye

Why you always play with lies

Why the fuck don't you understand

That this life is just a plan a simulation

I don't got an obligation

To listen to all you white sheep's

I'm the black sheep

SV be the fucking clique

30 rounds inside my clip

Yeah count it quick

Spread the lead

Inside the ship

I let my damage talk my shit

I'm with the clique we moving shit

I'm the stranger with the guns

I'm the stranger with the funds

SVO with stupid funds

We love it bitch we over run

All black jeans motherfucka black shirt

Pull up in a all black skrt

With the crew

Pull up to our motherfucking show we get it moving

SV everybody SV

Everybody feel me

Everybody throwing out their fucking thoughts

SV we be smoking hella pack

Sorry baby run it back

Coffee got me jitter jat perform a stutter stab

I like to step back kick my feet up on the coffee table

SV got no fucking labels