Mediahate Music - Victum

There's that evil, evil membership
There's that evil, evil membership
There's that evil, evil membership
There's that evil, evil Memphis, yeah
This, that, evil, evil Memphis, yeah
I'm, I'm down in Wichita, yo
Leave a shadow down the line with white chalk
Creepin' out the dark, lurkin' and aimin' through the Memphis fog
Pistols on my hand, cold hands, I can't understand
Takin' all loot and leaving rivals buried under sand
Track on Pepe Lunatic, creeping night, with that thang
When my mind click, I start to trip and hear the metal bang
So go ahead, n*gg* try to buck, don't you test my luck
Try to run up on me and get served
Just like piece of l*ck
Oh my God, robbin' my daily job
When I start to mob, can't default
Walkin' outside, just throw them trinkets, get it robbed
Jump on the fence, tell them bucks to drop it off
Break yourself, n*gg*, don't you scream or try to yell
Cause can't nobody help
Stop the scene, get the green, hit the clutch, step back up
You can run and tell the police you done that, I don't give a f*ck
Eat them up, another stain
Gotta step up my tank
Body parts get rearranged
Creeping out the Matthew Ryan
This, that's evil, evil Memphis s*it
This, that, evil, evil Memphis s*it
This, that, evil, evil Memphis s*it
This, that, evil
Evil Memphis, yeah
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