4ttics - Rumble (feat. Bool God) Lyrics

She ride my dick like it's a RipStik
F*ck that bitch til I got limp dick
Bust my glick, I don't miss shit
Like KxllSwxtch, I came to kill shit
Hate my clique cuz we misfits
Do not f*ck with these bitches
Hate my life so my wrists slit
With no pipe catch you slippin
Oh, now you wanna rumble like a GameCube controller
Quit playing with me
Hit you with a game over
Like it's Four Swords Adventure
Squad up with the blade tucked
Rip off the style now we exposing organs
Think I'm sick in the head like I'm missing endorphins
Might leave you an orphan, I'm killing your parents
If that's not yet morbid enough
Leave your dog's burning corpse on your door step
Manifest more death
I pull up, hop out, you done
That's a homicide
These bullets pop out, you run
You can't get inside
Bloody path, severed heads
Leave your homie in the past
Show your grandma my tracks and she'll probably drop dead
I pull up, glock out
Zapdos, I just shock shit
I'm posted, rocks out
Kilos, we got hot shit
It turns into gold when we dump out some lyrics
While you try your hardest we never gon hear it
Oh, now you wanna rumble like a GameCube controller
Quit playing with me
Hit you with a game over
Like it's Four Swords Adventure
Squad up with the blade tucked
Rip off the style now we exposing organs