SEND EM TO HELL by Juliussacred Lyrics
[Producer Tag: juliussacred]
Aye CC, turn that shit up
[Verse: juliussacred]
Yeah, I got a crib, you should look at the vacancy
Got whips in the back like it’s mofucking slavery
I got the cash like a mofucking paper fiend
And I got this choppa, lil’ nigga, don’t play with me
Her pussy balder than mofucking Mr. Clean
I ball up and swish, like it’s mofucking Listerine
I hopped in the booth and I made fucking history
But I ain’t gone’ drop it, so y’all better pray it leaks
Love don’t mean shit to me, I just want loyalty
He asked for a feature and offered me royalties
I’m like “Fuck that, lil’ nigga” like CC, give more to me
The stu’ in the trap I ain’t talking ‘bout quarantinе
I was with yo’ bitch and we just shot a porno scene
[Interlude: juliussacred]
My fucking mic unpluggеd bruh
Oh wait shit, never mind hold up, hold up we good
[Verse 2: juliussacred]
Ayy, my Migos got Uzi’s, ain’t no bad and boujee
Double C’s on my J’s I ain’t talking ‘bout Whoopty
No Handy Manny, but I got the toolie
Won’t hop on yo’ shit ‘cause yo’ songs are all dookie
Cookin’ his shit up like it’s chicken noodle soup
Can’t fuck with a nigga that ain’t on his P’s and Q’s
Carti’ the lens and I’m still tryna see it through
My cash is all blue and I don’t even need a clue
By the time I’m 18, I’ll be making eight figures
Stupid white cracker tried call me a nigga
Then I’m rocking his shit, and I’m fucking his sister
Take his whole body, launch it in the river
‘Zurp got me lazy, my vision is hazy
Me and my niggas in Paris, like Kanye and Jay-Z
She said she want me, she wan’ have my babies
Niggas they claiming they made me, they cappin’ like crazy
No Donatello, we hit ‘em with shells
Lil Nas X, we gone’ send ‘em to hell
I stay with the W’s, you taking L’s
And I just be buying, nah, I do not sell
[Verse 3: ZEDSU (Nashon9k)]
My niggas with all of that foolery
Ego too big cop the shit out of jewelry
I bought me a demon it cost like a tool on me
And she wanna fuck me and study and tutor me
Blueberry kush, smoke that gas of my enemies
Rolling up p's and I sell out arenas
Mystical stick I'm a wizard no feelin' me
And that bitch wanna feel on me, cool, huh
Wild, I'm straight out the zoo, huh
Bitch so bad, I was almost dead
But that bitch call me daddy, that shit doesn't matter
I be smoking that key made from broke nigga bucks
And that bitch wasn't loyal, dropped him on his ass
Spinning around, it was just for the night
I ain't breaking no code, getting head up in class
Sipping on bubbly, she wanna fuck on me
I gave her toungery, she cannot fuck with me
DJ gone' turn it up, crowd, it go uppity
Clown on the stunters, I'm getting the duggery's
Colder, riding around with that bre-ezay
Shoot out the hoopty, with nana
Okay, smoking on boofy and port all my gas
And there's blood on the leaves, and I'm cooling the tank
Aye CC, turn that shit up
[Verse: juliussacred]
Yeah, I got a crib, you should look at the vacancy
Got whips in the back like it’s mofucking slavery
I got the cash like a mofucking paper fiend
And I got this choppa, lil’ nigga, don’t play with me
Her pussy balder than mofucking Mr. Clean
I ball up and swish, like it’s mofucking Listerine
I hopped in the booth and I made fucking history
But I ain’t gone’ drop it, so y’all better pray it leaks
Love don’t mean shit to me, I just want loyalty
He asked for a feature and offered me royalties
I’m like “Fuck that, lil’ nigga” like CC, give more to me
The stu’ in the trap I ain’t talking ‘bout quarantinе
I was with yo’ bitch and we just shot a porno scene
[Interlude: juliussacred]
My fucking mic unpluggеd bruh
Oh wait shit, never mind hold up, hold up we good
[Verse 2: juliussacred]
Ayy, my Migos got Uzi’s, ain’t no bad and boujee
Double C’s on my J’s I ain’t talking ‘bout Whoopty
No Handy Manny, but I got the toolie
Won’t hop on yo’ shit ‘cause yo’ songs are all dookie
Cookin’ his shit up like it’s chicken noodle soup
Can’t fuck with a nigga that ain’t on his P’s and Q’s
Carti’ the lens and I’m still tryna see it through
My cash is all blue and I don’t even need a clue
By the time I’m 18, I’ll be making eight figures
Stupid white cracker tried call me a nigga
Then I’m rocking his shit, and I’m fucking his sister
Take his whole body, launch it in the river
‘Zurp got me lazy, my vision is hazy
Me and my niggas in Paris, like Kanye and Jay-Z
She said she want me, she wan’ have my babies
Niggas they claiming they made me, they cappin’ like crazy
No Donatello, we hit ‘em with shells
Lil Nas X, we gone’ send ‘em to hell
I stay with the W’s, you taking L’s
And I just be buying, nah, I do not sell
[Verse 3: ZEDSU (Nashon9k)]
My niggas with all of that foolery
Ego too big cop the shit out of jewelry
I bought me a demon it cost like a tool on me
And she wanna fuck me and study and tutor me
Blueberry kush, smoke that gas of my enemies
Rolling up p's and I sell out arenas
Mystical stick I'm a wizard no feelin' me
And that bitch wanna feel on me, cool, huh
Wild, I'm straight out the zoo, huh
Bitch so bad, I was almost dead
But that bitch call me daddy, that shit doesn't matter
I be smoking that key made from broke nigga bucks
And that bitch wasn't loyal, dropped him on his ass
Spinning around, it was just for the night
I ain't breaking no code, getting head up in class
Sipping on bubbly, she wanna fuck on me
I gave her toungery, she cannot fuck with me
DJ gone' turn it up, crowd, it go uppity
Clown on the stunters, I'm getting the duggery's
Colder, riding around with that bre-ezay
Shoot out the hoopty, with nana
Okay, smoking on boofy and port all my gas
And there's blood on the leaves, and I'm cooling the tank