Gicc - ​gore

{Verse 1}
P-P-Put a bullet through his temple
Red dot on his head like a pimple
What the fuck, why you fuckin' up my mental?
On the bin, yeah, we collect your info
Bullets through your window
I can never let go
I need something simple
We collect your info

{Verse 2}
Now I'm up, wait, I don't wanna stop
I can't look, I can't look, cross my fingers, hope I'm caught
Countin' guap, countin' guap, I don't wanna hear you talk
No I'm not, no I'm not, bitch, I'm 'bouta fuckin' block
.56 hit his head and he knocked out
Blood dripped on my bed, I can't wash out
One hit, where the med, he can't walk now
On dick, on dick, I'm on cock now

{Chorus}
L-L-Let go, let go
I don't wanna hear you no more, no more
Chopper sprayin' down your door, your door
Blood drippin' down on the floor, on thе floor
I can't stop now
I want gore-gore-gore-gorе, gore-gore
I want gore-gore-gore-gore-gore-gore-gore-gore
Gore-gore-gore-gore, gore-gore
I want gore-gore-gore-gore-gore-gore-gore-gore

{Bridge}
Gore, gore, gore-gore
Gore, gore, gore
Gore, gore-gore-gore-gore
Gore-gore-gore-gore-gore-gore

{Verse 1}
P-P-Put a bullet through his temple
Red dot on his head like a pimple
What the fuck, why you fuckin' up my mental?
On the bin, yeah, we collect your info
Bullets through your window
I can never let go
I need something simple
We collect your info

{Outro}
P-P-Put a bullet through his temple
Red dot on his head like a pimple
What the fuck, why you fuckin' up my mental?
On the bin, yeah, we collect your info
Get WiFi anywhere you go!
Hold up
Bruh