KILL SOCIETY - MISFIT lyrics
[KILL SOCIETY - MISFIT lyrics]
Woah, haha (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ay yeah ay yeah ay this shit finna go hard
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got uh I got I got I got uh, I got bitch
I'm a misfit
Rolling down your street I got a big stick
Looking at my jeans bitch yes
I got a big dick ignorance, I take ya bitch
Keep a gun I don't miss
Shooting shit but why you miss
Toatin' guns like a bitch
Yous a big bitch, You said that you hit shit
Bitch I am a misfit
Ever since a infant I been
Thinking bout a big stick
Better back the fuck up you
Ain't finna do shit
Yo you ain't finna do it
I got spikes on my shoes, What you gonna do
Stomp on his face till he
Fucking lose a tooth
B-B-Back up like a bitch you
Just wanna see me lose
See you dead on the street why
You on the fucking news
Slit up my wrist I don't give a shit
Blow on my dick, gun on my hip
Got extendo clips I think I might hit a lick
Knocking down his door yеah
I'm entering his crib
Run up on me yеah you getting fucked up
Got it on me yeah his fucking luck up
Run up with a Glock Yeah
I'm runin up the spot
Knocking at your door and I'm
Busting out the locks
Woah woah woah woah, hold it, throw it back
Throw it back
I got spikes on my shoes, What you gonna do
Stomp on his face till he
Fucking lose a tooth
B-B-Back up like a bitch you
Just wanna see me lose
See you dead on the street why
You on the fucking news