BUY GARETTE'S CLOTING OR I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU (feat. Killstation/ Robb Banks & Craig Xen)

Ayy, uh, what? Huh, yeah, alright, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Ayy bitch
Ayy, ayy, come here
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hey bitch, what uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Before you proceed
If your grandmother is currently in the house
You should turn this song down
Or she just might have a heart attack
And if not
Well, you'll see
Hahahahaha

Woo, woo, run
Fuck nigga fucked up
Fuck nigga bust nut
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fisted (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Drop that shit
Nigga buck (Woo)
Fuck nigga bust (Woo)
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fisted (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Now drop that shit
Nigga buck (Woo)
Fuck nigga bust
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fist fucked (Yah, yah, yah)
Now let that shit play
Nigga buck (Woo)
Fuck nigga bust (Woo)
Pussy boy like a bitch you might get fist fucked (Ayy)

Phone let go
Phone let it go
Phone gonna let it go
Femto in that Pinto
Fuck your bitch slow

Fuck your bitch slow
Slit that bitch throat
That's a death stroke
Death Note etched into her skin
Leave her flesh cold
Ayy, say what's up
Playing pussy you get fucked
You a pussy, leave you gushing all bloody when I bust
Fuck nigga what, ayy
Fuck nigga what, ayy
Send them hollows through your head and leave your brains flushed-