Lund — Grim

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Do you believe in Jesus?
Yes I do
Well you’re going to need him

Bleed out these bodies
I’m slittin’ neck as a hobby
While getting neck it’s so sloppy
D-drinking dirty like coffee
So bitch don’t hit me with attitude
Won’t find longitude, latitude
Where I bury your body
P-probably somewhere near Saudi
Scrub out the blood from my trunk
Throw out the shells and the shotty
I’m on the move they can’t stop me
You just be stuck like epoxy
I’ll take yo bitch I ain’t sorry
I let her smoke on safari
Then get her wet like tsunami
She grab my dick call me papi and that’s facts

Better watch the way that you act
Before you end up on your back
In the street, watch you bleed
When that 50 make you sleep
Caution tape around your body
They got chalk around your feet
Bitch you better think twice
Before you motherfuckin’ speak
To a G in his prime
I got money on my wrist
I throw money at your bitch
‘Cause this money ain’t shit
I don’t want to need it, fuck it, I can’t take it when I go
I just hate the way this world has fucking made me though

Are you a bounty hunter?
A man’s gotta do something for a living these days

So I just chop up the dutch
While this bitch gimme sloppy
I’m crossing names off my list
‘Cause taking lives is my hobby
You know that scythe on my back
‘Cause I need blood in my flask
Bitch I’m the reaper, I been creeping
Putting thoughts into your head

So when your time come don’t ask for mercy
No crying out like oh ℒund please don’t hurt me
Bitch you worthy of this death go on ask me what is next
Put that blade up to your neck and let it slide till it’s red

Bleed out these bodies
I’m slittin’ neck as a hobby
While getting neck it’s so sloppy
D-drinking dirty like coffee
So bitch don’t hit me with attitude
Won’t find longitude, latitude
Where I bury your body
P-probably somewhere near Saudi
Scrub out the blood from my trunk
Throw out the shells and the shotty
I’m on the move they can’t stop me
You just be stuck like epoxy
I’ll take yo bitch I ain’t sorry
I let her smoke on safari
Then get her wet like tsunami
She grab my dick call me papi and that’s facts

Better watch the way that you act
Before you end up on your back
In the street, watch you bleed
When that 50 make you sleep
Caution tape around your body
They got chalk around your feet
Bitch you better think twice
Before you motherfuckin’ speak