Trap House $crim - Friday The 13th lyrics

[Intro] Yea we doing this sh**. Friday the 13th in this mother f**er, what's good man? [Verse 1: Lil Uzi] Bust a mother f**er's head open with a lead pipe Rob a mother f**er at a red light b**h, if you dead wrong then that means I'm dead, right? Shining like a light in the night full of fright Head full of lead Told that b**h put them meds in your Keds because them Feds be inspecting my bread Them docs be inspecting my head Told me there's nothing but cobwebs and lead I'm a psycho up under your bed Creeping and crawling I'm stalking the sleeping My target has weakened I'm seeking a carca** to sleep in, wearing its bones around my neck Hop in the deep end Heart never beating Scythe in my hand, b**h, I sow what I'm reaping Slaughter the sheep and I drain out the blood Fill up my cup, yeah I'm sipping the flood [Verse Trap House $crim] Tell ya b**h pick her lip up She look again then she getting f**ed Ten feet of that sticky stick Riding round with my new b**h It's that mystic prince on that Triple 6 Sitting back with my crucifix Put that hoe face in a pillow, I'm that scarecrow in your window Ain't no witness in the dark Body parts and eating hearts Robbers, k**ers, c**aine dealers Leave these f** boys shaking looking in the face of Satan Sold my soul, f** the cost Robbing these b**hes and making my riches b**h, I swallow crucifixes, Ahhh! [Outro] Damn son, where'd ya find this?