Mikahl Lawless - Stripped

〈Intro: Mikahl Lawless〉
LSP! Team Snuff! Gang shit! Gang shit! Ayy! Ayy!

〈Chorus: Mikahl Lawless〉
This that put the money in the fuckin' bag shit
This that put your bitch on her fuckin' back shit (back shit)
This that we ain't never ever coming back shit
Straight from the gutter, I have you zipped up in my bag shit
This that put the money in the fuckin' bag shit
This that put your bitch on her fuckin' back shit (back shit)
This that we ain't never ever coming back shit
Straight from the gutter, I have you zipped up in my bag shit
〈Verse 1: Mikahl Lawless〉
Ayy! Ayy! Aww shit! There goes that fuckin' kid again
Got that job for bustin' my shit off like it's a celebration
I love them drunks, shoot like a motherfuckin' cannon
All your bitches know I'm too much to handle (Ahh!)
I don't look at how that boy throw a goddamn hatchet
Never sеttle for that weak shit, straight vicious
Servant of sin, I got that dеvil within
Born dead right from the fucking beginning (Ayy!)

〈Chorus: Mikahl Lawless〉
This that put the money in the fuckin' bag shit
This that put your bitch on her fuckin' back shit (back shit)
This that we ain't never ever coming back shit
Straight from the gutter, I have you zipped up in my bag shit
This that put the money in the fuckin' bag shit
This that put your bitch on her fuckin' back shit (back shit)
This that we ain't never ever coming back shit
Straight from the gutter, I have you zipped up in my bag shit

〈Verse 2: Mikahl Lawless〉
Callin' to the ones that be callin' to me from the flame
Voices in my head tell me to take the drugs and start killing
Sometimes it's hard to tell if I'm awake or in a dream
All I know is I'm seeing red, I'm on a fucking mission
Ayy! Everybody put that smoke up for the lost ones
And get them blades bloody from the fucking bitch ones
Tip that bottle let them spirits get they sip on
Yo I been drinking for days way past clear thinkin'
〈Chorus: Mikahl Lawless〉
This that put the money in the fuckin' bag shit
This that put your bitch on her fuckin' back shit (back shit)
This that we ain't never ever coming back shit
Straight from the gutter, I have you zipped up in my bag shit
This that put the money in the fuckin' bag shit
This that put your bitch on her fuckin' back shit (back shit)
This that we ain't never ever coming back shit
Straight from the gutter, I have you zipped up in my bag shit

〈Verse 3: Mikahl Lawless〉
Stains on the carpet but nobody seen shit
Murk them heavy rounds, took you out of them fresh kicks
Preacher said rejoice, he said peace in Heaven
But we all know he's fuckin' food for crows to feed on
I'ma light this shit up like it's open swisher season
Leave you in the back wood with no head, feet, or fuckin' fingers
Cops find your bodies hiding in the gruesome scenery
Team Snuff, Trife life going down in infamy