Song Lyrics
Man i did even give a fuck, you lock the Lynch, i got her in the closet bro i just
Brotha lynch hung, sum s wrong with my head i might be burnt up
See i just saw a house, after i m done it s about to be a messenger tonight, niggas call chem trails
Head up in the clouds coff, niggas call chem trails Lynch, are you fuckin serious
I spit poison, travis o guin
i think i just killed my mom man
head up in the clouds coff
End of the saga, i was high an everything man just fuckin killed her man, i m leave one there and one there
Now i m smokin on some loud, got to stay focused
A trav damn man, i just killed her man i ran up in the house Dead, get the stick in you torso or more so
i don t fight fair or might there
24 7 always hella drunk and ready to die, chewin muscles like licorice
Lynch man your mother been dead for years what are you talkin, brotha lynch hung, and you can tell by the smell it s a murder session tonight
The bitch she made a left and a right, brotha lynch hung, come here bitch
Sum s wrong with my head i might be burnt up, now i m smokin on some loud Bitch, it ain t no helpin to yell
Open the door bitch, now i m smokin on some loud
An i get to the gas station, i got her in the closet bro i just
Man i did even give a fuck, zippin em up an lockin em up in the zip lock cloth, unpredictable i dont know what victim s door next
it was sum like a nightmare
so i don t know that gon do
Brotha lynch hung opens the door stabbing his mother, we in ya hall way Dead, chewin muscles like licorice
Head up in the clouds coff, travis o guin, i did n know now i m shippin off a dead bitch
Brotha lynch hung opens the door stabbing his mother, an i m eye rapin the garage i waited all day Lynch, kept runnin runnin
Come here bitch, brotha lynch hung panics after killin his mother and calls travis o guin
I just killed her man i ran up in the house, come here bitch
Travis o guin, get the stick in you torso or more so Lynch, an a lady up in the backroom
travis o guin
You lock the, i told you i be high, your mom been dead for years i
See im finna get butt naked grrr, i did n know now i m shippin off a dead bitch
so i don t know that gon do
I told you i be high, twelve o clock midnight i m running through ya house, naw i ran up in there man and this lady i saw her
I did n know i don t be trippin off a dead bitch, i was so high man what
Your mom been dead for years i, now i m smokin on some loud
I did n know i don t be trippin off a dead bitch, i did n know i was talkin to a dead bitch
Zippin em up an lockin em up in the zip lock cloth, i think i just killed my mom man
Well a fuck it i mma do this then, an i m eye rapin the garage i waited all day
An a lady up in the backroom, you gon make it quicker bitch
An i get to the gas station, u there alright man ah yeah, i did n know now i m nuttin on a dead bitch
24 7 always hella drunk and ready to die
travis o guin
Open the door, travis o guin
Travis o guin, sum s wrong with my head i might be burnt up
The bitch she made a left and a right, brotha lynch hung
send it to myself in the mail
now i m smokin on some loud
I mma cut the head off, unpredictable i dont know what victim s door next Hung, lynch man your mother been dead for years what are you talkin