Chain Mail by Bleachboys Lyrics
[Verse 1: KRISISDEAD]
You got mail
Yung hurricane Matt 'bout to flood
Never sleepin' only keepin' the blunts rolled up in the mud, yuh
Rolling down my tinted windows just to see the world drown
Fuck all you creeps in costumes, I don't fuck with pussy clowns
Open a bank account
Bitch, I'm kicking your body out
Snorting glue by the gallon
Chugging gas, lit up my satin, ay
Tell that bitch I'm suppa, Latin
Banging her twice like Manhattan
Glass to your face, smash the bat in
Glossy don't cross me, I'm only matted
Cutting through your cords all you feel is static (You got mail)
Wanna try me boy? It's problematic
Kill off all your family oh, so tragic
Split your head in two, drag you into traffic
[Verse 2: Advancers]
You got mail
Gun to my head, I'm pulling the trigger
Bitch leave me for dead, I kill for my niggas
Induced by the meds, I'll beat a gold digger
Yuh, yuh
[Hook: Advancers]
Beat a nigga down like X, yuh
Beat a bitch face like X, yuh
Kill a nigga fun like X, yuh
No strap just blade like X, yuh
Goodbye
Beat a nigga down like X, yuh
Beat a bitch face like X, yuh
Kill a nigga fun like X, yuh
No strap just blade like X, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh
YUH
[Verse 3: Oxycaution]
You got mail
Running through Vietnam
With my napalm
These are my qualms
Burn my cig up on my arm
The plague of the red barn
The crow of the red farm
The corpses of the dead
Hanging from the trees
ISIS beheading, got your girl on her knees, ay
I am the child born from sin
My ashes flow with the wind
Look at the way I drain my blood
Lousiana with the floods, ay
(Goddamn!)
[Verse 4: Izaguirre]
You got mail
Minimalistic Jewish running through the Auschwitz, yuh
Hiding the evidence inside that bitch's intestines, yuh
Rusty knife impaling all my fucking enemies, yuh
Fuck with me, you'll get both these fucking hands for free, yuh
(You should've yelled that last part)
YUH
You got...
You got mail
Yung hurricane Matt 'bout to flood
Never sleepin' only keepin' the blunts rolled up in the mud, yuh
Rolling down my tinted windows just to see the world drown
Fuck all you creeps in costumes, I don't fuck with pussy clowns
Open a bank account
Bitch, I'm kicking your body out
Snorting glue by the gallon
Chugging gas, lit up my satin, ay
Tell that bitch I'm suppa, Latin
Banging her twice like Manhattan
Glass to your face, smash the bat in
Glossy don't cross me, I'm only matted
Cutting through your cords all you feel is static (You got mail)
Wanna try me boy? It's problematic
Kill off all your family oh, so tragic
Split your head in two, drag you into traffic
[Verse 2: Advancers]
You got mail
Gun to my head, I'm pulling the trigger
Bitch leave me for dead, I kill for my niggas
Induced by the meds, I'll beat a gold digger
Yuh, yuh
[Hook: Advancers]
Beat a nigga down like X, yuh
Beat a bitch face like X, yuh
Kill a nigga fun like X, yuh
No strap just blade like X, yuh
Goodbye
Beat a nigga down like X, yuh
Beat a bitch face like X, yuh
Kill a nigga fun like X, yuh
No strap just blade like X, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh
YUH
[Verse 3: Oxycaution]
You got mail
Running through Vietnam
With my napalm
These are my qualms
Burn my cig up on my arm
The plague of the red barn
The crow of the red farm
The corpses of the dead
Hanging from the trees
ISIS beheading, got your girl on her knees, ay
I am the child born from sin
My ashes flow with the wind
Look at the way I drain my blood
Lousiana with the floods, ay
(Goddamn!)
[Verse 4: Izaguirre]
You got mail
Minimalistic Jewish running through the Auschwitz, yuh
Hiding the evidence inside that bitch's intestines, yuh
Rusty knife impaling all my fucking enemies, yuh
Fuck with me, you'll get both these fucking hands for free, yuh
(You should've yelled that last part)
YUH
You got...