Jake Hill 38 to the Face

Текст песни "Jake Hill — 38 to the Face"

Put that 38 to the face pull it you aint shit bitch
thought you were my blood, never will be, never was
run up in your sleep, fuck your dreams, no witness
thought you were my family now you're nothing to me bitch bite the

CURB
PUT EM IN THE DIRT
PUT EM IN A HEARSE
REVERSE, BITCH SKIRT

YOU AINT WORTH SHIT
YOU AINT WORTH SHIT
YOU CAN BURN BITCH

Killin these snakes with a cold straight face
38 on waist, no way you safe, no brakes

Hope that you good with the faith
I am the wraith. PRAY.

You say you wanna get me
come find me Im like
a phantom in the funeral
beside you when you sleep
dont forget about me

brush yo teeth
I know you been suckin dat dick all week
you a nasty bitch
had a devilish grin
you embellished my selfishness
shoulda dropped you in the pen
with the serpents
open up the curtains
bitch you're worthless
never deserved this
but you deserve this

a Pistol whip
never forget the grip
I flip sin to sin
i stay intricate

never sympathetic
when I called you out
you looked so pathetic
laying on the ground

beg for me
to give you empathy
I never been in your shoes
i got a lot to lose

you wanna run up on me
bitch I aint go nothing
to prove
its nothing to me
but its gonna be a lot to you