does this saks blud sound like suntf is it just me😳

LYRICS:
Cut him in sections
Wrap him like a present
I Killed his whole family to show him a message
Now he get the lesson
Im sliding im wrekin
Got 4 different glocks if u think that im stressin
I slimed the whole team guess they fell for deception
This 556 hit him now he got injected
he think he a demon send him str8 to heaven
I kick thru the trap bitch yk that im schemin
Li mehixo dontt fw crips so im bleeding
Im Inside yo home bitch yk that im creepin
Im slitting yo throat in the night while sleepin
Yall never be peepin
Young beaner im reapin
Yall pusssied we weepin
Im flying in religion 
Glock make u a christian
My bullets they clickin
I always be trippin
I shoot up the body make sure he not livin
Im inside the trap wit some needles syranges
I dump body in the river he sleep wit fishes
I got 42 hollows yk that they blitzin
Im up in the kitching 
Impossible mission
My dracko b kicking
I Cut his hand off cuz yk that he sinnin
We Got hella drugs in the linin

Resurrection (drewwcoldd)

zpap (prod kave)

one chance prod gen

@kartierfto, @__kxm1k, @2xdatrap, @rpgkari

kartierfto, kxm1, 2datrap, rpgkari - SAOPERVIN

Lyrics:

Bust in the trap with a lethal weapon  
With a 30 round choppa shootin like Stephen  
I been ballin on court so you best be threaten  
If I catch him lackin Ima teach him a lesson  
Putn one in his dome now he meet the reverend  
I been ridin with demons I feel the presence  
They be talkin too much they don’t get no blessings  
Put a bag on his head now I get the credit  
And I’m movin too quick they don’t know my methods  
Got a stick in the coat with a loaded message  
Let it bang on his block like a drum in sessions  
He get smoked like a blunt now he high in heaven  
Shorty tryna get close I don’t show affection  
I just slide on the beat with a cold obsession  
Got a mask on my face I don’t feel no pressure  
Tatted up with a curse and it bleed through texture  
I been locked in the lab with a soul infection  
Every line that I write got a dark direction  
I don’t talk to the opps I just send a mention  
Let it hit through his teeth like a dental check-in  
If I slide to his crib then it’s no protection  
Put the fire to his chest like a resurrection  
And I’m still with the smoke I’m born in sections  
Cut deep with the blade that’s a lethal weapon  
And I’m still off the pills I don’t feel depression  
Bro been geeked off the shit like a glitch in Tekken  
N he Said that he bang a false confession  
I be movin in silence no interception  
And the ghost in my head speak clear direction  
Say that he want a prayer a crucifixion  
All black with the stick that’s a true affliction  
bitch love how I move with no contradiction  
She call me "diablo" I fit the description

grunt (feat. yafi)

r5mbo

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