Disciples
• Written by Walkinglick_ty
I slit throats,kick in doors and fuck hoes
Bitch crazy if you think you above me and my bro’s
bitch we psychos I step outside with a rifle
you niggas is my Disciples I bang his head into the light poll
my city I really run shit turn anything into a function
niggas know we thumbin
up the blic get to bumpin
Look at this nigga runnin
I thought he really bust shit but no this nigga nothing
he nothing but a Puppet
his bitch I be fuckin
it’s not safe to make assumptions
but this shit really somethin i end the sound like nothin
