Funeral, RIVEN - gridlock lyrics
[Funeral, RIVEN - gridlock lyrics]
I'ma let my wrist talk
Kill your ass in gridlock
Shoot up, then I drift off
I'm into extortion get to you extorting
Money I'm exporting killing you a sport then
Bloody, bloody fall
Bloody funny when they fall
Bloody, bloody in they tummy
When I make 'em hit the wall
Bloody in they tummy
Bloody, bloody in they tummy
Bloody, bloody in they tummy
Bloody, bloody it's so funny
Never ending pain
Hop on this bitch, I can hustle everything
Get yo bitch to have some fun
Run up on me get hit with a gun
Watching them fall
Broad day kill 'em all-all
Bodies all up in the hall
You can meet me at the mall
We up at your house
When we know no one around-round
I'ma keep it quiеt
No, I will not make a sound
I'm ready, I'm ready
Hold on, bitch, wait, hold on, bitch, wait
Wait, wait, wait, hold on, bitch, wait