letra de katana blade - dieabolik the monster
[chorus: dieabolik the monster]
you don’t want the drama, want the drama (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
tryna build a car down in guyana (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
i will f-ck you up, that’s on my mama (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
wipe your b-tches blood off my katana (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
[verse 1: dieabolik the monster]
cut ’em like pizza, the reason – got blood on my sneakers
and b-tches, i swear that they squeak
step on a pole and they standing you up
and then cuttin’ the meat like a gyro or beef
out on the street, got the blade out the sheath
gettin’ more bodies than days of the week
been on your trail with a burner or blazer
and shootin’ like that when i’m clenchin’ my t–th
slicin’ the wrists like i’m lookin’ for two
thought’s will be racin’, i’m lookin’ for you
sn-tchin’ your soul, i’m a crook in the booth
lookin’ for me then they lookin’ for truth
cut you so fast ‘forе the blood hit the ground
you like to see mе cuttin’ every b-tch without no problem
blade to the braids and the brain and
got me pushin’ on the handle ’til i hit the motherf-ckin’ curb (perfect)
[chorus: dieabolik the monster]
you don’t want the drama, want the drama (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
tryna build a car down in guyana (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
i will f-ck you up, that’s on my mama (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
wipe your b-tches blood off my katana (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
[verse 2: dieabolik the monster]
ayy! f-ck with me, f-ck with me, you cannot f-ck with
blade on my side and i’m ready to ride
slicin’ notorious, gashes are big
when i see you, i’ll probably be ready to die
livin’ like dracula, sneak to the back of ya
cuttin’ your neck when i swing to the side
thumb on the back of the handle
so when i dismantle you b-tches, it’s easy to die
skinnin’ the flesh like i’m takin’ your hide
laugh when you screamin’, i keep you alive
rip out your spinal cord, scream like a dinosaur
lovin’ to murder, i keep it inside
cuttin’ your head off like cuttin’ a melon
to stop you from snitchin’, the f-ck is you tellin’
i’m back with the bars like i’m back with the felons
i’m preachin’ the murder, now you finna work it (perfect)
[chorus: dieabolik the monster]
you don’t want the drama, want the drama (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
tryna build a car down in guyana (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
i will f-ck you up, that’s on my mama (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
wipe your b-tches blood off my katana (ayy! ayy! ayy!)
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