DEATH BY A GUCCI BELT by KASATKA GX Lyrics

I'm the dark magician of chaos
Casting spells
I'll be your saviour
You fake as fuck
No one can save u
Slay that noise of yours with my boys from the kult
We don't see u here at all
Hundred scrap ups in the vault
Thousand more to fucking come
With your gang u just hoping for spots to fill
End up on the side curb shooting up that krokodil
Hanging on those gucci belts from ceiling tops
Your homies will easily betray any time shit goes downhill

Rock bottom under the high tide
I come down like i'm a landslide
An avalanche
Buried landmines
Can't be comprehended by man kind

You claim to be into it
You lie
Bitch i'll make it snow in mid july
Don't give a fuck what these fools like
I'm still on the same shit like i gotta noose tied
Do it alone
Never needed nobody
These people rely on they numbers
Some say that my ghost is what they think that i'll be
Bitch at the bottom of bottoms i'm sipping bacardi
No hangover
Handle me
Fucking the game from behind
Bitch don't touch me
I burn like a panhandle
Taking down bridges
I don't stay in touch with
See u in hell
Your life isn't worth much shit
Bitch at the bottom of bottoms