tenTHIRTYseven

(albüm: MID AIR - 2023)

Yeah!
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?
I'm throwing a fit!
Let's get in the pit!
Not leaving alive!
I'm running a muck
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky!
Now who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?

Don't know, who you fuckin wit
And this, is not a glory hole
Bitch it's Paris Texas, know we put that bullshit
On the ropes, been on fire way too long
It's a must, that I die for my bitch I'm baby Romeo

Yeah!
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?
I'm throwing a fit!
Let's get in the pit!
Not leaving alive!
I'm running a muck
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky!
Now who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?

Only one of us
Do not compare us to no
So and so
Saw us coming up
And now he wanna be emotional
I'm not even tough
But Ludacris told me to throw them bo's
She came over late
And left my house without her fucking soul

Blackest nihilist you've ever seen
Let me tell you something
Annihilation, catch you like a dream
Ain't no waking up
We see everyone and everything
It's preposterous
Seeing everything like, dental dams
Ain't no topping us

Hoes getting past like memories
Not monogamous
Split decision, spin 'em, drill 'em, kill 'em
Go head, chalk it up
Massacre, they in love with me
'Til the hype is up
This boy white-washed burnt-out
No fucks

Yeah!
Who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna die?
I'm throwing a fit!
Let's get in the pit!
Not leaving alive!
I'm running a muck
You know that's it up
It's up in the sky!
Now who wanna rock?
Who wanna roll?
Who wanna