SIGN OUT

[VERSE I: crabbo] North memphis south Hit the blunt i got a dry mouth Bitch better come wanna try out Imma kill u bitches lined up Come with me bitch wanna find out What the fuck you rhyme bout Destroy your life dont whine bout I Got your phone bitch better sign out Imma fucking fuck your life up Fucking pined slut All you need is wine slut 5 mins later you will sign out Cut your face and put Your brain out Will u gotta fucking cry bout [VERSE II: Deathroat] Yeah it is that crazy fucker Who's interrupting your sleep If i never start to rap I would hang from a tree Got my hands on your neck Bitch i promise you bleed Got some rounds in my gun I make them falling like leaves Yeah I make your mama cry you feel like you are in a thriller Blood on my hands and the bloodlust of a serial killer You little bitch you will see the siloutte of the reaper Until the blade slides in your flesh and goes deeper and deeper