Champion of death

LETRA

Champion of death

Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy, yuh
Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy, yuh
Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy, yuh

Product of the poison
You can bet your life on it
Teeth got the ice on it
Wrist still got the slice on it
That walking stigmata and poltergeist
Still feeling stuck every single night
Don't give a f*** if I live or die
Surprised to this point that I have survived
Pull up with a motherfucking AK tucked
Bitchboy good luck
Yung Plague got the blade
Hit the slay then we spray with the .44 5
Bitch its Grey 59 let the devil go and ride
Ain't nothing but a pu*** if you goin' throw shade
Fuckboy I'm hungry and you looking like steak
Trigger finger itching and you looking like fake
Trash done passed and you looking like waste

Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy, yuh
Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy, yuh

[VERSE II: YUNG PLAGUE]
Tonight we guaranteeing graves
Tonight's the night we ride
Tomorrow will never come
Yeah, tonight's the night we die
Yesterday I met my death, I think it's been a long time
Stuck in limbo with my kinfolk, gave my life to suicide
Yung Plague with the masked face
Bones will never break because I rape the souls of those who chose the wicked road
I'm haunting the afraid
No name on the grave just grey stains
Spray painted slave to the great grey grave, ay
Lend me the help or send me to hell either way I know I'll die
The G, the 5 the 9, it's $UICIDE

Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy, yuh