Slit Lace (feat. PANDEMXNIUM)

Thicc thighs, black lace Shake yo hips, masked Face In the shadows runnin drills Stackin' bodies, poppin pills Slit wrists, thigh highs Stacking mags, ride or die Feel the bass and let it vibe Foot on the gas we own the night Creeping through the night, I'm the grim reaper on the prowl Vibe check a motherfucker plates with these ap rounds Goth bitch, fishnets, miniskirt with the drip Crisscross her thigh, open wide, nine mil on her hip Fangs flash, blades slash, feel your blood across my face Slit wrists, lips printed black on my dick she knows her place Bloody scratches down my back she likes the burner on my waist Muzzle to your dome why don't you give a little taste Thicc thighs, black lace Shake yo hips, masked face In the shadows running drills Stacking bodies, poppin pills Slit wrists, thigh-highs Stacking mags, ride or die Feel the bass and let it vibe Foot on the gas we own the night Stacking bodies slit throats here the echo's fucking cry In these streets I roam, where the weak ones fucking die No fuckin remorse in my veins, just a killer's high Big tiddy with with nods she my ride or die Whispers in the wind, tales of my deadly spree Fear grips the city, I'm the one you fuckin dread to see Cold steel flashing as I set my target fuckin free Blood stains the pavement, marking my grim fuckin' reign Thicc thighs, black lace Shake yo hips, masked face In the shadows running drills Stacking bodies, popping pills Slit wrists, thigh highs Stacking mags, ride or die Feel the bass and let it vibe Shake that ass girl, own the night