Manson by Trippie Sixx Lyrics

Pull up and I make the whole block fucking shake
Like an earthquake
You gon’ need a maid to fix the mess I make
I’m selfish, reckless, I don’t get embarrassed
So try to cancel me and ima pull up in a carriage
With the Glock
I’m a fucking hell raiser
Loud as fuck
You don’t want me for a neighbour
Money talks
That’s my only motivator
White chalk
Early grave for my haters

Holding bitches ransom
Wanna see you dancin
Dancing, dancing
Bitch I’m Charlie Manson
Pull up in a phantom
All the bitches dancing
Dancing, dancing
Bitch I’m Charlie Manson
Run up on me
Better make sure I’m dead
Catch a bullet in my teeth
Spit it back through your head
Yeah you best believe I’m serious
Everybody curious
I’m running round the streets and I be acting all delirious
666 on my face cos I’m heretic
I don’t fuck with you like we enemies
Seriously going serial on all you fucks
You best believe I’m leaving with a body in the truck
Staying out of jail
So send my cheques and your threats in the mail
If you wanna see me fail ima make you wait
Never late
Always on time like a wristwatch
Ima slit your throat and make your bitch watch
Slipknot
Blasting out of the stereo
Bass sounding fat like a heavy load
People equals shit, something I already know
You a fucking sellout but I know I’d never my soul

Holding bitches ransom
Wanna see you dancin
Dancing, dancing
Bitch I’m Charlie Manson
Pull up in a phantom
All the bitches dancing
Dancing, dancing
Bitch I’m Charlie Manson