Twisted Insane
Machine Gun
[Chorus]
Here they come of a pound of Bud
Swisher sweet, Hennessy, it sounds absurd
Knock n***as' noodles, I'm about to curve
Hold the Mack 10 and watch me pound their nervers
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly

[Verse One: Spice 1]
Fillin up out of the funk with a black and a black, two foes on lack
Never let a b*t*h fall off, my n***a better keep your ho on strap
Man I thought it was Halloween, it was so many tricks here treatin
So many candy a** n***as out here trickin off every weekend
And n***as be holdin them heats but sh*ttin themselves before it get real
I be makin them out of believers when i put the brain on the steel
N***as vanishing for real, dissapearing in the wind
Evaporating motherf**kers with .45 for f**king up (my in?)
Chimpanzee a** n***as tryn to f**k with a King Kong
Bannana clip will spill out and fill it in your ding dong
International, wear my bulletproof vest like it's a fashion show
Iceberg Slim, cold as a motherf**kin Alaskan tho
50-1-50, I can even show you the papers
Kill a n***a, have a real ghost ridin the scraper
50-1-50, I can even show you the papers
Kill a n***a, have a real ghost ridin the scraper

[Chorus]
Here they come of a pound of Bud
Swisher sweet, Hennessy, it sounds absurd
Knock n***as' noodles, I'm about to curve
Hold the Mack 10 and watch me pound their nervers
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly

[Verse Two: Twisted Insane]
Knock em with the .45, hit them with R You can
N***as run up and get f**ked up
But you can do all you can
Try to do to save your friend
But he gon die in the end
When i'm off that juice and gin
? just begin
Could'a been that swisher sweet that's still with the weed, no oxygen
And heard that motherf**ka go up on the road ? them blocks again
Trick it up ??
And hoverin over motherf**kers like I was Chris Angel off a fifth of hen
Excuse but is it a bit too much to eat n***as up like a double stuff
Hover your cookies and please don't push me, I jump on n***as like double dutch
N***as can wolf about such and such, I am for the nuts and Shoot For The Face
I'm ??? and I run up n***as up if you chosin to race
Hit them with venom and
You claimin you tough but you sweater than cinnamon
I'm off of that gin again
And I'll iron your face if you wrinkle my ?
I'm a n***a that's sicker than
Motherf**kers that think they're wicker than psycho
And murded anybody in the middle of the night when I'm lookin on n***as like Michael
[Chorus]
Here they come of a pound of Bud
Swisher sweet, Hennessy, it sounds absurd
Knock n***as' noodles, I'm about to curve
Hold the Mack 10 and watch me pound their nervers
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly
If n***as go run up we go Machine Gun Kelly