666 Below - Kold-Blooded

Bitch I don’t give a fuck, just put me in the dirt

Lightin' up another blunt cuz this one almost burnt

Look at me now, bitch I’m full of fucking worms

Fuck school, fuck work, fuck god

Fuck the church, fuck the cops

Fuck the world, in the mouth

Leave my pearl, in it’s throat

Then its back to the

Wit yo girl or you hoe

(wait was that even ya bitch? i dont even fucking know

Can’t keep up wit yung snow)

Got a blunt laced with snow

Triple six below

Pistol grip on yo hoe

Then i let that bitch go

It’s the return of tha mack

Swisher laced with crack

Let the knife cut back

When im crazy off the sack

All these bitches on my dick

Smokin in the sticks

Clickin' off that ana

Roll that thai like alabama

Bitch i’m i’m MC with that Hammer

Aesthetic

Duckin the slammer

Sippin' out the baby bottle

Smokin' out in my impala

Dollars dollars by the thousand

Can’t get paid by no hour

Dollars dollars by the thousand

Can’t get paid by no hour

Nah

I put in work every minute

Betta believe dat im’a kill it

I’ma ride

Till the muthaphukkain wheels fall off

I’m takin it back

When i come up with da craft

Cuz ive never been Act

Underground til my casket drops

I’m smokin in the darkness

(all you seein is my eyes)

Flow like im posessed

Commitin suicide

Spittin verbal homicide

Let’em die…

Watchin angels cry…

Dust’em off, like all my ashes

See you fall, while i get high…

Hit’em in da head

Wit da unexpected

Unpredictable

Like Mystikal

Burn’em in a hole

Wit da rest of da hoez

Dat’s hatin'

Satan

I’m waitin

For you to call me back…

I’ve made my

Donation

But wealth is what i lack

I spit in-cantations

These fools can’t hold me back

Just rewind

My statements

And have a fucking blast…