[Chorus]
Diamonds on my belt
You can't get in Heaven, you can go to Hell
Chop my fuckin' head off like the Cartel
Walk around with a Glock in the hotel
Let's go trick-or-treat, every day is Halloween
Cameras pointed right at me on the fucking TV screen
I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream
Blood all on my fuckin' jeans, blood all on my white tee
[Verse]
Diamonds on my fuckin' dick, blood all on my fuckin' fit
Abercrombie fuckin' Fitch, your bitch is a fuckin' six
Tied up like a fucking knot, your bitch is a fucking thot
Red dot, green beams, be my scream queen
Dirty-pop army, I'm a fucking zombie
I'ma fuck your skeleton, gimme, gimme fuckin' head
Death and glitter, I'm a sinner
wereallinlove, bitch, on twitter
Death wish, fucked up, crash my Bentley truck
Double cup, double cup, full of fucking mud
Covered all in fucking blood, she looks beautiful
Santa gave me fucking coal, that's not fucking cool
In the backseat of the cab, I jumped out the fucking cab
Scream 3, stab me, I'm so hungry
Purple jeans with the tag, put the money in the bag
Revenge, X tee, I'm off Creatine
I swear I'm in a movie, American Beauty
Kill cheerleaders, fuck my teachers
Home alone, home alone, bitch, yeah, I'm all alone
Pick up the fuckin' phone, I can see her fuckin' bones
Just like a skeleton, I'm anorexic
I'm eatin' flesh, bitch, and I love it
Dead presidents all on me
George Washington, I'm a money fiend
[Chorus]
Diamonds on my belt
You can't get in Heaven, you can go to Hell
Chop my fuckin' head off like the Cartel
Walk around with a Glock in the hotel
Let's go trick-or-treat, every day is Halloween
Cameras pointed right at me on the fucking TV screen
I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream
Blood all on my fuckin' jeans, blood all on my white tee
Dead presidents was written by nick6383.
Dead presidents was produced by hollywood’s most haunted.
nick6383 released Dead presidents on Sun Nov 24 2024.