Shiv Lyrics – Cody Manson
Singer: Cody Manson
Title: Shiv
Yeah! Trife Life!
Devereaux Devereaux Devereaux
Look!
Kick back the heart, I’ll carve your face up with the shank (with the shank)
I’ll blow your f#cking brains out in the sink (Blaoow!)
Shiv to your ribs, watch you bleed after you faint
f#ck your opinion, give a f#ck ’bout what you think
Shut the f#ck up! Before I pistol whip your lip
‘Cause your words suck! You ain’t really with this sh#t
Back the f#ck up (b#tch)! I’m ’bout to split your f#cking wig
You just got f#cked up (b#tch)! Tryna show off for a b#tch! (Ayy)
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
Throw a party with the gang pissing on your brain
Look
Look! I was sick of being broke, I got my racks up (I got my racks up)
I jumped straight off the porch and picked a pack up (I picked up a pack)
I always keep that pole, don’t need no backup (You know I carry it)
Momma found my first pistol hidden under my mattress (Yeah!)
M-Masked up (masked up), strapped up (strapped up) (Hey!)
Quit hatin’ on me b#tch, go get your bag up (Get your money)
You keep braggin’ ’bout that b#tch, I already had her (Oh sh#t!)
Keep playin’ with me, p#ss# bro, I got your address
Kick back the heart, I’ll carve your face up with the shank (with the shank)
I’ll blow your f#cking brains out in the sink (Blaoow!)
Shiv to your ribs, watch you bleed after you faint
f#ck your opinion, give a f#ck ’bout what you think
Shut the f#ck up! Before I pistol whip your lip
‘Cause your words suck! You ain’t really with this sh#t
Back the f#ck up (b#tch)! I’m ’bout to split your f#cking wig
You just got f#cked up (b#tch)! Tryna show off for a b#tch! (Ayy)
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
Throw a party with the gang pissing on your brain
Look
Look! I’m moving through your city like a mercenary (With my military)
Strapped up to the teeth like the military (We be killing sh#t)
No, I don’t show no love b#tch, this ain’t February (I ain’t showin’ love)
I got savage in my blood, yeah, it’s hereditary (Savage in my blood)
Got some homies in the fed, some homies in the county (They ain’t comin’ home)
I got homies on the run that’s duckin’ from them bullets (They ain’t comin’ home)
Trife Life, that’s the gang but it’s more like an army (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Got the location off the flyer, pull up, f#ck up the party
Kick back the heart, I’ll carve your face up with the shank (with the shank)
I’ll blow your f#cking brains out in the sink (Blaoow!)
Shiv to your ribs, watch you bleed after you faint
f#ck your opinion, give a f#ck ’bout what you think
Shut the f#ck up! Before I pistol whip your lip
‘Cause your words suck! You ain’t really with this sh#t
Back the f#ck up (b#tch)! I’m ’bout to split your f#cking wig
You just got f#cked up (b#tch)! Tryna show off for a b#tch! (Ayy)
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
We ’bout to throw a party in the cemetery
Throw a party with the gang pissing on your brain
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