WILD BERRY ft. REVNACK, INWOOD’S GHOST & SMOKE BOMB Lyrics

Revnack beats motherfucker

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That boy ain't emo, you just like to think he is

You can't play no tricks on me, because tricks are for fuckin kids

Fuck a headshot, I'm tryna stomp the shit out of his ribs

Tryna strip his flesh in front of his mother, and then his bitch (hahh)

You don't fuck with me

Just be honest

I never needed you anyway, I don't want you to fuck with me cause l'm angry

And I'm upset

And I'm obsessed

With revenge

We could do it two ways

Show the fuckin holy monster, I refuse to be tame

How these niggas be so pussy, man, these niggas too lame

Wait until they know the facts, gon put these niggas to shame

Don't make me get two faced

I cant fuck with some of these people because they are so fake

I be in the forest and they remind me of the snakes

Off tabs in my house too many people around me

Everybody get the fuck out

You don't know me and it makes me happy

I want you dead and your friends, fuck all your funny ass trends

I like my beats and bitches from different countries

I also like things I can't understand, either dead or in my hands

That boy ain't emo, you just like to think he is

You can't play no tricks on me, because tricks are for fuckin kids

Fuck a headshot, I'm tryna stomp the shit out of his ribs

Tryna strip his flesh in front of his mother, and then his bitch (hahh)

Had to tell that boy, I don't really give a fuck, oh no

Split his guts, leave em stuck, never tuff enuff, woah

Holup, rewind, smoke just said that he psycho for real bro?

We all fucked if we trapped in this room with demons

Make sure hell froze

Stuck in my bag like I been the backseat driving down backstreets, oh

Don't give a fuck if you feeling the game but ain't feeling the name, like oh

Smoke too hard, I could stop to talk and kill the flow

Right by my side, never can die, what they don't know

Don't get me excited, open your mouth, and I'm turning this shit into violence

Over the talking, I'm right back to keeping the silence

Bloody rage is what I'm hiding

Hate all you niggas, don't come to me thinkin we cool

Do you see me fuckin smiling

Fuck all you niggas, you not gon take me for a fool

Horror movie, no rewinding

That boy ain't emo, you just like to think he is

You can't play no tricks on me, because tricks are for fuckin kids

Fuck a headshot, I'm tryna stomp the shit out of his ribs

Tryna strip his flesh in front of his mother, and then his bitch (hahh)

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