FTP, FTP, FTP, FTP, fuck the whole world and everybody in it (Oscar)
FTP, FTP, FTP, FTP, fuck the whole world and everybody in it
You're listening to Haunted Mound for FTP
(Fuck the population) Fuck the world, fuck the population
Oscar
H-H-H-Hauntaholics, real Haunted Mound
Aaahhh, ayy
Fuck the world, fuck the population
Them Haunted Mound boys pull up, they gon' get ya
I rock True Religion but I don't fuck with no God
Look at my wristwatch, I'm pissed off and I'm blinged up
I got big shit 'cause I'm mounted up, and the wolves called so I'm turning up
Fuck it all, I'm turning up, FTP Mound, turning up
Fuck it all, it's fuck your ride, ridin' 'round, it's still fuck the law
I'm the King of the Graveyard, Fuck The Population
Howdy, partner, keep my name out yo' mouth
'Fore we have thеm guys run up in ya house (Fuck the population)
Shawty say she wanna diе up in my whip
I'm with my Mound boys, I'm creepin' out the crypt
If I told love you, bitch, I'm high as fuck
I don't listen to her 'cause that bitch dumb as fuck
I brought a mothafuckin' spiked bat to the club
Mothafucka', I'll bust yo head, we ain’t dumb
Ride in a hearse with my iced out Breitling gang
Oxy got me tearin' off my skin, God dang
It's always FTP 'cause I don't care about no thang
Off hate and gasoline, what the fuck you mean?
Fuck yo' ass, I’ll burn em up, fuck your life, I'll shoot it up
Cancer smoke that I been puffin', light the fuse and burn it up
We don't like you mothafuckas', you can kick rocks
I thought you knew, it's Fuck The Population (Fuck the population)
FTP, FTP, FTP, FTP, fuck the whole world and everybody in it
FTP, FTP, FTP, FTP, fuck the whole world and everybody in it (HDOE, HDOE, HDOE, HDOE)
FTP, FTP, FTP on me (Oscar)
Fuck the world and fuck the population, bitch, fuck everything
I wake up, feel nothing, and that's even if I go to sleep (HDOE)
Take a sip out my cup, hell naw, boy, in yo' fucking dreams
I be up late, I be seein' things, ghosts and ghouls when I sleep (What)
When I wake up, you don't wanna know what I see
That's my bro ZacFTP, drivin' CTS-V (HDOE)
Bitch, we going Dumbo, sippin' on Spanish Tosey
I hit up my plug in Poland, no, you can't be my friend (No)
I creep up when the pack hits, stab you right where your neck is (HDOE)
You know where I am (HDOE), disappear like backends (HDOE)
Chokin' on blood, don't even know what you said (HDOE)
It's Fuck The Population, bitch, you know where we stay
We post up at Zac’s crib, in a massage chair I'm sleeping (HDOE, HDOE, HDOE)
It’s FTP and Haunted Mound, sippin' lean at Zac's house
Eyes closed, bitch, so yo' ass better not wake me up now, HDOE
Lean in my body, my mouth a biscuit (Lean, H-H-H-Hauntaholics)
100k cash in my britches (Ffff, beep)
Scratched the Forgiatos then I fixed it (Blick)
Yeah, they fours but them hoes look like sixes (Flex)
Fuck the pigs, fuck the birds, fuck the fishes (Bitch)
I’ll have my bitch do ya' like some dishes (Bang, bang, bang)
If we catch ya', it's over, nigga, listen (What?)
I got FTP on my fitted, ayy (FTP)
Been to war, been to hell, been to prison
I'm in the spot, leave you right in the kitchen (Bang, bang)
AK left a finger for the fishes
Magic stick, bitch, I'll grant your wishes
Fuck yo' pipe, fuck yo' life, fuck yo' clique, bitch (Fuck 'em)
Lil' bro chop yo' head, that's some sick shit (What?)
[?] Crib, did some big shit (Huh?)
Nigga I'ma [?]
FTP, FTP, FTP, FTP, fuck the whole world and everybody in it
FTP, FTP, FTP, FTP, fuck the whole world and everybody in it
