LIL BOODANG - HATEWAKER lyrics
[LIL BOODANG - HATEWAKER lyrics]
Skull crusher with the Mitch Lucker
Stomp to your dome baby O with the spite
Feel the hate up in your bones
Feel the rage inside your fists
It make you wanna punch some shit
Make you wanna snap some necks
It makes you wanna bang your head
Leave 'em dead
Make me smack a motherfucker tryna test
Rip his arms
Beat the motherfucker with the bloody ends
Who it is? BOODANG
Pulverize the fucking beat
Put your body in a presser
Fresh squeezed guts and teeth
Choppin' 'em up like I'm Vergil
I beat a bitch stupid, my foot in his ass
Baby O break 'em, yeah, Baby O hate 'em
He smashing they face into glass
No, I do not fuck with you, nah, no
I don't need nothing from y'all, ho
Baby O coldest, Baby O the throwdest
Can't do what I do, mothafucka, you blow
All that shit he fucking talkin'
Little bitch, you ain't about it
Come and run my fucking fade
Come step up to my plate
Walk a mile like I do
Asphalt so hot it melt your shoes
Sun beaming on you, burn
I wanna watch you scream and squirm
Scream 'till your voice gone
Pass out from the fucking pain
Wake you up with piss buckets just
To do it all again
Just to wreck your fucking life
Just to shut you fucking up
Your music makes me sleep, boy
Can't you see I'm tryna get buck?
It's the fucking hate-waker, spite maker
Soul taker
Spirit-crusher, I don't just trust 'em
I say fuck 'em, let him rot
Let him swell up in the heat
Let his fucking eyes pop
I just wanna break his face
I just wanna pick 'em off
One by one, this hate is free, bitch
Come and get you fucking some
Baby O, he don't play nice
Baby O here to fuck it up
I don't got no time for chatting
I'mma break your fucking nose
This shit pure hatred
I got ana for the fucking world
Stomp to your dome baby O with the spite
Feel the hate up in your bones
Feel the rage inside your fists
It make you wanna punch some shit
Make you wanna snap some necks
It makes you wanna bang your head
Leave 'em dead
Make me smack a motherfucker tryna test
Rip his arms
Beat the motherfucker with the bloody ends
Who it is? BOODANG
Pulverize the fucking beat
Put your body in a presser
Fresh squeezed guts and teeth
Choppin' 'em up like I'm Vergil
I beat a bitch stupid, my foot in his ass
Baby O break 'em, yeah, Baby O hate 'em
He smashing they face into glass
No, I do not fuck with you, nah, no
I don't need nothing from y'all, ho
Baby O coldest, Baby O the throwdest
Can't do what I do, mothafucka, you blow
All that shit he fucking talkin'
Little bitch, you ain't about it
Come and run my fucking fade
Come step up to my plate
Walk a mile like I do
Asphalt so hot it melt your shoes
Sun beaming on you, burn
I wanna watch you scream and squirm
Scream 'till your voice gone
Pass out from the fucking pain
Wake you up with piss buckets just
To do it all again
Just to wreck your fucking life
Just to shut you fucking up
Your music makes me sleep, boy
Can't you see I'm tryna get buck?
It's the fucking hate-waker, spite maker
Soul taker
Spirit-crusher, I don't just trust 'em
I say fuck 'em, let him rot
Let him swell up in the heat
Let his fucking eyes pop
I just wanna break his face
I just wanna pick 'em off
One by one, this hate is free, bitch
Come and get you fucking some
Baby O, he don't play nice
Baby O here to fuck it up
I don't got no time for chatting
I'mma break your fucking nose
This shit pure hatred
I got ana for the fucking world