DEAD GOD$ RISE

This some Post-apocalyptic shit
Y’all niggas gon die (facts)
2RVRE
Bitch ass niggas
You already know what the fuck it is nigga
TRASH GANG
Dead Gods, Rise
Dead Gods, Rise
Risen from the depths of the bottom
I’m walking thru dark nights like it’s Gotham
Fall back pussy you never wanted a problem
With the Glock in
I divide then devise a solution to solve em
Let the revolver clip him then Witch red dot 'em, spot him to Altar
Bring them Hellhounds so we can stomp 'em
I’m hellbound with a mopstick I mop 'em
Brainstorm with ya bitch so she could top 'em (Top 'Em!)
My bitch a yellow goth chick
She gon get it poppin
Prescription Oxycontins
She say she love my content
Make her wet then swamp it
The bitch a monster, so she used to pussy poppin
She walk in Neiman Marcus so we could cop shit
I’m mobbin with some demons in Balenciaga
Dead Gods, Rise
Dead Gods, Rise
Jugging I see no payout
Fuck it, I leave no witness
Never to find no way out
No room when I’m getting my riches
I’m hungry, I’m looking for payback
My homies we know where you stay at
My niggas you know we don’t play that
My niggas we come where the rage at
Oh this eternum I’m walking
Reaching with dead gods
I draw the blood that’s inside the circle
I’m dead Mobb
Twist your head off
You can’t do this to molten the blaze
Mega man off
Hoe I’m zooted, just open the cage
I’m melting, I feel my bones
I feel that my soul is leaving
I’m letting my heart of stone
Too late cause I feel it’s bleeding
I’m melting, I feel my bones
I feel that my soul is leaving
I’m letting my heart of stone
Too late cause I feel it’s bleeding
Dead Gods
Dead Gods
Dead Gods
Yeah, Mobb
Yea