Red Babies, 8DUST - Sex Money Murder Lyrics

Call me dust I'm a mess
Snatch your soul from your chest
In a hole go to rest
Fleas parasites and leeches
bunch of pests
Came and saw so I know what I'm working for
Put my saw to your vocal cords
Scratch em' off he disclosed the course
She selling ass so I roped the whore
I mean she's straight I wish she'd open more
I get this sauce from a holy source
Don't piss me off touch the toilet bowl
Septic tank set em' up to boil
You play with Rusty we can spark the oil
Despite the drought
Drowning in the bands without the flood
Straight grime bleed slime like monster blood
Beat the drum
Mother fucking beat the drum
Fucking with me will leave you
creamed or some
I'll red the rum
Mom asking everybody where the hell her son
My meds mashed my threads ripped my wrist slashed
I was thinking Imma put some ice on it
I bet these fuck niggas ain't bout shit
I'm so legit
I'll bore a butter knife through ya cheek
damn y'all make me so weak
I close my eyes
Aw my vision's so bleak
So I ain't sleep in a week
At least my bitch is a freak
We take turns wearing
The collars and leash
And she said
She like the smell of ganja
This type of drama could ignore Osama
Always never livid
Cold world
Figure-eight blades
Next to eight niggas
Groundhog dig em'
Save face and it stays pretty
All my niggas stay strapped Goti stay with me
Uh Uh
I said
Uh
Ball hard even on off days all my pray sleeping (ball hard)
Foul call wait
Aw wait babies can't speak
Foul call but (that's a trap card nigga)
Sex money murder
Sex money murder (sex money murder)
Sex money murder (yeah yeah)
I said (kill em)
Sex money murder (fuck em' count my money)
Sex money murder (kill em' fuck em' count my money)
Sex money murder (kill em' fuck em' count my money)
Woah
Sex money murder
Sex money murder Imma kill em' all
Sex money murder counting up my racks
Sex money murder fuck her from the back
Sex money murda'

Call me dust I'm a mess
Snatch your soul from your chest
In a hole go to rest
Fleas parasites and leeches
bunch of pests
Came and saw so I know what I'm working for
Put my saw to your vocal cords
Scratch em' off he disclosed the course
She selling ass so I roped the whore
I mean she's straight I wish she'd open more
I get this sauce from a holy source
Don't piss me off touch the toilet bowl
Septic tank set em' up to boil
You play with Rusty we can spark the oil
Despite the drought
Drowning in the bands without the flood
Straight grime bleed slime like monster blood
Beat the drum
Mother fucking beat the drum
Fucking with me will leave you
creamed or some
I'll red the rum
Mom asking everybody where the hell her son
My meds mashed my threads ripped my wrist slashed
I was thinking Imma put some ice on it
I bet these fuck niggas ain't bout shit
I'm so legit
I'll bore a butter knife through ya cheek
damn y'all make me so weak
I close my eyes
Aw my vision's so bleak
So I ain't sleep in a week
At least my bitch is a freak
We take turns wearing
The collars and leash
And she said
She like the smell of ganja
This type of drama could ignore Osama
Always never livid
Cold world
Figure-eight blades
Next to eight niggas
Groundhog dig em'
Save face and it stays pretty
All my niggas stay strapped Goti stay with me
Uh Uh
I said
Uh
Ball hard even on off days all my pray sleeping (ball hard)
Foul call wait
Aw wait babies can't speak
Foul call but (that's a trap card nigga)
Sex money murder
Sex money murder (sex money murder)
Sex money murder (yeah yeah)
I said (kill em)
Sex money murder (fuck em' count my money)
Sex money murder (kill em' fuck em' count my money)
Sex money murder (kill em' fuck em' count my money)
Woah
Sex money murder
Sex money murder Imma kill em' all
Sex money murder counting up my racks
Sex money murder fuck her from the back
Sex money murda'