ROD FERREL

(Hook)

Walk around the city with my chains on, untouched
Pistol by my side, I keep a blade on my clutch
When it’s time for action, I go BRA BRA, let it bust
Walking thru the alley, I go BRA BRA, better duck
Fuck niggas talking on the internet, im passed that
I don’t live in fear, if they wanna fight then I’ll spazz back
Shootin at close range, might hit strays, but I’ll mash that
Trigger til it’s hot and my finger bleed out the back back

(Verse)

When I bleed, my blood gets dry I’m deceased
I gotta make it worth sumn that the living won’t beat
Tell me who’s a real vamp? Like rod Ferrell with the teeth
I got a cult of bad bitches Jim Jonеs when i preach
Bring ya kids, ya pops, ya moms, ya hoes
Grab a chair, shut up, listеn up, real close
This ain’t a conversation you could have with the bros
No this ain’t a conversation you could have with some jokes
I’m a trend setter
Goth boy
Ain’t get it from my pops boy
Fighting for the cause
Ain’t afraid of getting shot boy
Pistol to ya jaw
Ain’t afraid to let it off boy
Run ins with the law
Smart enough to get it off boy

(Hook)

Walk around the city with my chains on, untouched
Pistol by my side, I keep a blade on my clutch
When it’s time for action, I go BRA BRA, let it bust
Walking thru the alley, I go BRA BRA, better duck
Fuck niggas talking on the internet, im passed that
I don’t live in fear, if they wanna fight then I’ll spazz back
Shootin at close range, might hit strays, but I’ll mash that
Trigger til it’s hot and my finger bleed out the back back