DELTARUNE by Witchouse 40k Lyrics

[Intro]
Pistol packing
What's bracking
Fashions I'm never lacking uh
Bitch I'm wacking hatchets and hacking you in the hatches uh
(Now boys, we hit the jackpot good time)
Sewing patches up on your casket [?]
(JACKPOT)

[Verse]
Bad hoe, fuck a bad hoe
'til she fucking up my cash flow
I'm an asshole
Where the bitches that are nasty?
Not the cash hoes
Flip a bitch like a passport
On the dead locks
I'm invincible
Mama raised a criminal
I told her she an opp
Catch me creeping like a lunatic
The plague of the crops
Bitch I'm acting like the bus boy
Sweeping with the mop (chuh chuh)
Knock your block (chuh chuh)
Send a shot (yuh yuh)
Fuck 12
Crosshairs on the cop (chuh chuh)
Camelot (chuh chuh)
Camelot (chuh chuh)
Lock picking all up on your cherry yah (chuh chuh)
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god uh
Pistol packing
What's bracking
Fashions I'm never lacking uh
Bitch I'm wacking hatchets and hacking you in the hatches uh
Crystal passing now shattered glasses
I'm crafting ashes uh
(Now boys, we hit the jackpot good time)
Sewing patches up on your casket
[?]
Fordable
Pocket rocket on me like a corporal
Torpedo resurrect the blunt
I'm smoking on this portugal
Historical
Picking up my sword
I am the oracle
Embedding my targets up in the morgue
They so importable

I'm a cocky witch
I got a frosty wrist
I'm feeling cold
In my coffin bitch
I got a lock on it
To be alone
Let me rot in it
I'm confident cuz I been on my own
Fuck your politics
I mind my shit
I come collect your bones
I'm a cocky witch
I got a frosty wrist
I'm feeling cold
In my coffin bitch
I got a lock on it
To be alone
Let me rot in it
I'm confident cuz I been on my own
Fuck your politics
I mind my shit
I come collect your bones (uh)

[Outro]
Yuh
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ayyy
(Now boys, we hit the jackpot good time)