Fuckthepopulation Songtext

Bitch I be that broke boy
Two scripts half full make a full script
Means I'm running out
Bitch I be a hoe toy
Making two bad bitches bashful
Coming out they nutshell
Pass me the rag fool
Bitch I be that dope boy
Smoke cash
Ash snowing on the broke glass
Throat slashed
Now I gotta blood soaked rash
Go bash in a fuck boy's skull wearing no mask
Toe tag
Make the rope last
Don't ask
All of my vices the Devil
Fuck all this nice shit I meddle in murderous temptation
Roll up the windows and push down the pedal Burn a cigarette in my wrist that's 7th Ward shit
Fuck a bitch then dip
No tint
Gas tank on E
6-4 Impala at the bottom of a cliff, bitch

All this Heron is the Devil
All these Xanax is the Devil
All of these murders the Devil
All of these hoes is the Devil
Bitch I am the the Devil
The Devil and I can't go to Heaven nah
I can't go to Heaven nah
I can't go to Heaven nah
I can't go to Heaven nah
I can't go to Heaven nah

Keeping it packing with a hundred rounds
Keep them dead bodies all on the ground
Posted in Memphis at Orange Mound
TA rollin the loud when we come around
Smoking and drinking I ain't never thinking
Popping them pills till I'm under the cement
Six Hundred Sixty Six, smoking that reaper
If you looking for dope woa I got it for cheaper
New Orleans crypt keeper, the killer the creeper
Believe me that demons are real once you see us
Fuckboys wanna be us the hoes wanna please us
Ask in yo city they'll tell you I'm Jesus
The motherfuckin Anti Christ, $uicide we anti life
Bitch don't make me tell you twice, that I can't go to Heaven nah