Watching Heathens Drop (Heinkel Wolfe) Lyrics

Pop pop watching heathens drop

Got the guns I'm gonna keep em cocked

Imma shoot it

Let the bullets talk

Pop pop watching heathens drop

One more heathen in my sight

Won't be breathing when I fight

I'm just seething with my might

I'll bring guns

You bring knives

See which one will survive

Hold your tongue

Don't speak lies

Say you'll win

I say try

You don't wanna

Step up to this gunna

Popping off you hear that thunder

Yumie strike fast as lightning

Say your prayers

But God ain't deciding

Snap back hear the crack crack and a clack clack

Too hard to see I'm calling that abstract

Praise lord

They sure got nerves

But they don't wanna say more

I see every one of you as cigarettes

Imma light you all up

Then I smoke you to rest

Imma tug on my trigger

Never out of breath

Then I rush em and punt em like it's a roulette

Imma do it for God

I'm relieving your neck

I been blessing my bullets

Relieving your sins

I could pop em and drop em

Then shout out amen

I been making this jaw dropping

Ain't what I meant

It's Heinkel

Wolfe

You might go

Poof

I'm the baddest

Nun

Cuz I got those

Guns

Imma shoot them

Pop

Making heathens

Drop

Gunner chick with the blick

Now I'm built different

Pop pop watching heathens drop

Got the guns I'm gonna keep em cocked

Imma shoot it

Let the bullets talk

Pop pop watching heathens drop

Anderson give the orders

Line em up in like four lines

Imma show them all

That I am not that typa fraulein

Frau lying if she say that she can handle all of me

Finna pop off on everyone and start another krieg

Enemies

I leave em deceased

I roll up on scenes

I am smoking fiends

Body count 123

Bouta kill it by the beat

Heathens say I'm mean

I'm like what ya mean

While I set your soul free

Nother shot when I lean

Nod they defeat

How can I be

Nice when they keep

Pulling up on me

Bouta repeat

So they can see

Yeah man

I'm making this bloody

Yumiko

Pull the blade

Finna pull the twins and let em spray

Aftermath got me with a mask

And it's a fact

I can run your fade

You don't wanna see me in the flesh

Bandaids on my whole face

Stuck in my crossfire

Give my cross fire

Pop pop

Say my name

It's Heinkel

Wolfe

You might go

Poof

I'm the baddest

Nun

Cuz I got those

Guns

Imma shoot them

Pop

Making heathens

Drop

Gunner chick with the blick

Now I'm built different