Red Line
Geordie Kieffer
3:02Gut Do ya get it? fuck it I don't want you to, I don't need you to I don't like your core, I don't love you more I don't want your money I don't need your honey I don't like your bitch I don't need your dick Just bc i don't crush pills no more what you think I won't (boom) Kick in the door ... black out your mother, black out your father Black out your sister, black out your brother What you think I won't woo woo, what you think I won't woo woo You got it twisted, snaked up my small intestine Digesting different parts of your stainless steel smith & Wesson The whiskey body rocky we blind ridin' Ducati's Cookie cutter killer cociña where my vanilla? Saudi oil spiller ass driller sittin in my villa Bumping your chest like a cardiac Calling the ambulance singing that woo woo That dirty dog turned ocean blue Shlanga bomb Decata I'm serving up your brain with my polished silver ladle Black out your mother, black out your father Black out your sister, black out your brother It takes guts just to be this way Guts every single day It takes guts just to make it stick Guts when your stomachs sick