I COULD REALLY

I could really, yeah yeah

I could really, yeah yeah

I could really, yeah yeah

I could really, yeah

I'm so

I'm so

I'm so

I'm so

I'm so

I'm so

Fucking on that fucking note

Wrist so slitty like

Double bevel on fucking pole

Sending shots

Do, do, do

This plasma hot it melt that skull

Sending shots

This metal hot, it fucks your soul

I could really ghost to the shell like

I could really ghost to the shell like

I could really ghost to the shell like

I could really ghost to the shell like

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Never gonna see me ever

Cyborg, push your shit

Push your shit back

Ghost runner, shell shocked

Where you been

Bitch I deliver wherever

I see game at

Posted with a pig face

Sliced his ribcage

And put his brains back

It's a lot of things on the floor

Where'd you find that

Glass bridge, sprint a couple miles

Before I look back

Chess mate, in the cesspit

Where his guts at

Cyborg, it's a cyborg

Who done did that

Red lights, mixed with the blue

You can't find me

Copper plated pussies on the fence

When the find me