Purge (Remix)

[Intro: Cody Manson]
Yeah
Yeah
It's that Snuff shit
Shaaby let's get these motherfuckers

[Chorus: Cody Manson, Shaaby, & Both]
Get the fuck up out my face with all that fuck shit (All that fuck shit)
Fuck around and lose your life over some dumb shit (Over dumb shit)
This that catch 'em lacking right outside the club shit (Better run bitch)
Tie him up and stuff his body in the trunk shit (Yeah, punk bitch)
Put 'em in the dirt, put 'em in the dirt (Yeah)
Pull off in a hearse, pull off in a hearse
Put 'em on a shirt, put 'em on a shirt (Put 'em on a shirt)
It's the fucking purge, it's the fucking purge

[Verse 1: Cody Manson]
What you looking at with your looking ass?
Two hookers in the back with somе liquor and a flask (Yeah)
Pull up to the trap loose somе packs, get a couple racks
Heard you're getting mad, why you mad? Get yourself a bag (A hundred)
I'll put one in yo head if the bread right
Tires skrrting on the hearse, swerving through the red light
You be snitching, yeah, that talking to the feds type (Right)
There's money on your head, you're looking like the Walking Dead, right? (Like the walking dead)
I air 'em out, now that's a ventilation (Ventilation)
Chopper taking off yo limb, call that shit a amputation (Amputation)
Bitch I'm crazy, doctors said I need some medication (Medication)
And if I catch a body, hit the core, I'll bleed a mental patient

[Chorus: Cody Manson, Shaaby, & Both]
Get the fuck up out my face with all that fuck shit (All that fuck shit)
Fuck around and lose your life over some dumb shit (Over dumb shit)
This that catch 'em lacking right outside the club shit (Better run bitch)
Tie him up and stuff his body in the trunk shit (Yeah, punk bitch)
Put 'em in the dirt, put 'em in the dirt (Yeah)
Pull off in a hearse, pull off in a hearse
Put 'em on a shirt, put 'em on a shirt (Put 'em on a shirt)
It's the fucking purge, it's the fucking purge

[Verse 2: Shaaby]
E-e-e-e-ex mark that beast
I'm a freak off that leash
I'ma snatch yo ass up, stuff you straight in that trunk
Dumb that bitch off, I'ma snap off
With no witnesses, I'm a problem to society
I'm killing all these wannabe bitches
Heaven's gates seems so nice from a distance, trapped from existence
Devil on my shoulder, Lord will never be my witness
Tryna capture all my minions, angels laughed at my opinions
Long live the king, Shaaby blasting from all existing
My heart ache, my face numb
I'm emotionless under the crucifix
Out on these streets they reckless
Chain gang, flex off my necklace
Mask off, I can't have no witnesses
On these street ain't nothing but bitches
Trife Life, Purge shit, I'm on a fucking mission bitch

[Chorus: Cody Manson, Shaaby, & Both]
Get the fuck up out my face with all that fuck shit (All that fuck shit)
Fuck around and lose your life over some dumb shit (Over dumb shit)
This that catch 'em lacking right outside the club shit (Better run bitch)
Tie him up and stuff his body in the trunk shit (Yeah, punk bitch)
Put 'em in the dirt, put 'em in the dirt (Yeah)
Pull off in a hearse, pull off in a hearse
Put 'em on a shirt, put 'em on a shirt (Put 'em on a shirt)
It's the fucking purge, it's the fucking purge