Victims

[Verse 1: Trizz]
Beat the murder case now I'm working on my fifth one (yep)
Trynna prove the jury how I slaughter off my victims (uh)
Give a mean mug, trying hard to convince em (yep)
Eyes bloodshot red, coke in my system
All of them are bitches
Get em then I killed them (yep)
Right before I dissed them, I lay em down and kissed em (haha)
Evil laugh while I fucked him
Reaching orgasm then I’ll sneak around and cut them (yep)
What's the matter baby?
This is blood, don't panic (don’t tread)
Scars on the pretty bitches face, now she's branded (bitch)
Caress her thighs, lick her neck till she pass out
Hit her soft spot till she naked with her ass out (*moan*)
You think it's going good till I pull that strap out
Blast on that ass, get the cash then I smash out
Take the body, stuff it in the trunk of my truck
Laugh about it, fire up this blunt cause I don't give a fuck

[Hook: Trizz]
Niggas get fucked up
Niggas get chipped too
Get em till they luck's up
Bitches get killed too
I like that gutter shit
Something I could kill to
Shit I could get ill to
But something you can feel too
Niggas get fucked up
Niggas get chipped too
Get em till they luck's up
Bitches get killed too
I like that gutter shit
Something I could kill to
Shit I could get ill to
But something you can feel too

[Verse 2: Trizz]
See this bitch is not a woman, she's a bitch
Just don't get it twisted when I talk about this shit on some pitiful shit (okay)
She’s my ex and deserved every bit of it (yep)
Fuck that long relationship, every inch of it (stupid bitch)
I done murdered them mistakes with they fast ass
Chopped em up and shoved them in a all black lab bag (swag)
Bloody trash-bags stashed in my basement
Smells so strong in my house you can taste it (ah)
Killers that I hear on the news are so basic (yeah)
Typical shit
Somebody shot and gets famous (fucking fag)
I like shady shit, insane fucking crazy shit
Heads chopped off on some weird John Gacy shit (ugh)
Let them face Ed Gein and my niggas (yep)
Up close and personal, fuck pulling a trigger
If there’s blood then it's real
I don’t argue, I just kill you (yeah)
You would have to be in this fucking booth to know how I feel
Trizz

[Hook: Trizz]
Niggas get fucked up
Niggas get chipped too
Get em till they luck's up
Bitches get killed too
I like that gutter shit
Something I could kill to
Shit I could get ill to
But something you can feel too
Niggas get fucked up
Niggas get chipped too
Get em till they luck's up
Bitches get killed too
I like that gutter shit
Something I could kill to
Shit I could get ill to
But something you can feel too