Ritual of Dead

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl, I'm beating them sticks in the fucking woods Chilling with my brother, dank up on that wood Independent shit, I ain't with no hood Yeah, bitch, I'm so good, yeah, bitch, I'm so good Yeah, I'm talking shit about your fucking group I ain't even joking, boy, I ain't finna choke I don't flinch, bout no stupid bitch She gon' talk her shit, I'm just trying to get laid You crackers better bound, I'm just trying to get loud I ain't with no crowd, praying to the shroud Praying with the shroud, praying with the shroud All that fucking bad shit that goes up in your crib I'll haunt you forever, I'll forever live I'll sacrifice your life for the ritual of death The ritual of death, the ritual of death I'ma fucking kill you, cut your neck in your bed Neck in your bed, bitch, a neck in your bed I'm going crazy, I need my fucking meds I'm about to go crazy, I need my fucking meds I don't give a f*ck bout that cap on my head Thuggin' in a beanie, yeah, shoutout to the dead She gon' need some healing, give that bitch some meds She might hate my guts, pay that bitch for breads Shoutout all my demons, I'm floating on the fog Hunting on the pack, these bitches be some hugs Scurrying in a Honda, listening to Donna I'll do a blood delivery so that I can live longer Shoutout Bush Gangternal, we reptiles like Squirtle We the fucking thugs, yeah, we gon' take the world