[Intro: Cottontail]
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
The roses are red, his body is blue
We deliver this man with blood on our shoes
[Verse 1: Cottontail]
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
The ones who broke our hearts
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
It’s time to leave our mark
Did you not want it?
Did you not want it?
b*tch you’re not wanted
Thought you wanted a taste of this blade, huh
Now you gonna have to eat all this cake hun
[Hook: Cottontail]
Baby you had no piece of mind
So I baked a cake, here take a piece of mine
It’s your favorite kind, kind
He left me with a bellyache
Had to kill off my man
And I’ll do it again
Do what I want when I want (Don’t miss him)
Do what I want when I want (Good riddance)
Kill your men (Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill)
[Verse 2: Zepkins]
Cold blooded play, like it is a cold case
Speed pace no trace, hook it then i re-bait
Kill b*tches, the business is in my briefcase
Bloody blade lick it like it’s icing off a cake
D-d-d-don’t say what i say, don’t say what i did
Houdini b*tch, i kill these tricks
Pull up wanna take a dip
My uzi spray, i clear his sh*t
Like KKK i’m coming on my kooky sh*t
Nailed to the crucifix, you b*tches done like Juda-a-as
Cold blooded case, can’t leave no trace
I’m in a rage, you b*tches late, ah
Your bag i take out
Rearrange guts and blow brains out, ah
[Hook: Cottontail]
Baby you had no piece of mind
So I baked a cake, here take a piece of mine
It’s your favorite kind, kind
He left me with a bellyache
Had to kill off my man
And I’ll do it again
Do what I want when I want (Go get him)
Do what I want when I want (And kill him)
[Verse 3: Lucy Loone]
Treat me how I wanna be treated
This is for me but I know that you need it
I thought you wanted a taste of the blade
Ima pull it out, poke you in the gut, make you nut
I might kill him if he thinks about betraying
Put him in a hex if he x’s out my name
Murder on the brain, Looney b*tch, I’m so insane
And he is so annoying but I’m wetter than the rain
Can’t say the b*tch didn’t have it coming
Piercing screams and I hear him running
Destination to my dungeon
Bloody Valentine, hope I don’t love him to death
Dick covered in red, he wanna die tonight
Gimme the knife
b*tch, bet