[Intro]
Takizava spilled your blood
[Chorus: dekma]
Icy skin—
Icy skin, native of the tundra
Leaving my mark, corpses on the path
The cold will kill me by morning
I'll fuck you up, Peekaboo — Babatunde
Icy skin, native of the tundra
Leaving my mark, corpses on the path
The cold will kill me by morning
I'll fuck you up, Peekaboo — Babatunde
[Verse 1: dekma]
Obsessive thoughts won’t let me sleep
Updated myself and don’t give a fuck about my feelings
Distancing from everything, I don’t want to know anymore
Why everyone who loves me has an empty head
My blade is so sharp, your stupid head
Showed them an example, for example: two times two
I'm a dumb motherfucker, lost everything I had
I love dirt, you wouldn’t understand
Snowy forests, I see eyes in 'em
Mixed up the poles, I’m not going back
Tundra (Ha-ha-ha)
Tundra
[Verse 2: GXNER.]
(You're a GXNER.)
Yeah, like let the pump unload
Like one more xanax, uh, it got my eyes real low
I copped a B.B Simons belt just cause I'm not broke
That's like 120 on the dash, I'm not riding slow
I just made another rack off of yelling bout my health
Motivation for my tracks is the money on my shelf
If my brain is still in tact I'mma use another shell
(If my brain is still in tach I'mma use another shell)
Yeah, it’s just rinse and repeat
Take me cleaver in and out, then I drill at his teeth
Ah (He look better deceased)
It’s all blood soaked, I got all this red on my jeans
I’m sipping codeine, ain't no drought
Addicted to caffeine need right now
I dropped a body no feds find out
I made him a zombie in his own house
I talked to the reaper to take him out
I grip a cleaver to take you out
Rick Owens fit, jeans mad loud
Bros brain split, thinking how
[Outro: GXNER.]
Body flowing, Bodies flowing welcome to the morgue
Shorty blow it, need to store it put it under boards
Body flowing, Bodies flowing welcome to the morgue
Shorty blow it, need to store it put it under boards