Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Got that stick in the booth with me
I just put one in the head, for real too, yeah
R.I.P., Dex, you gon' live through them vapors now
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I just bought a stick, bitch, I'm livin' like that
**** add me on that Gram, I ain't writin' back
'Cause if I smoke 'em, I'ma be the one the feds snatch
Put that fondue on your head and they gon' bring your head back
Rat-a-tat, fuck a rat, e'rybody dyin', we got all kind of iron
Bitch, you must be out your mind
If you think you gon' survive 7.62s
That's them long hard bitches that'll go through
Windpipe and neck bones
Get you stepped on, better get a Teflon
I ain't repped on, no body, that ain't mine, ****
I'm purple, baby, e'rybody slingin' iron, ****
[Verse 3]
Spider Gang, don't get caught up in the web, bitch
Y'all the main **** tellin' twelve shit
Baby chopper, thirty rounds left like twelve hit
Catch you at Bayou Classic, leave you dead on Canal, bitch
Go crazy, me and my little **** shady
Name a clique that got more bodies than that label
Ridin' with them glizzies with no safety
Hit him fifty times before he hit the pavement, bitch
[Verse 4]
And we ain't tryna avoid shit
We got them choppers that Osama went to war with
Ain't no limit, but I hop in camouflage, bitch
I keep that desi 'cause it like to rip apart shit
Like, boo-yah, bitch, you fuckin' with Lil Luwhop
Give him the whole fifty 'fore he get to let off two shots
Catch him in his whip, do him like 2Pac
Told 'em they gotta bring that **** head in a shoebox
[Verse 5]
I'm dyin' to watch a **** get tortured
Might let Lil Tayda extort ya
Endin' of August, we gon' July 4th ya
Like, booyah
Bullet go through ya, I got blood on my gold robe
Assassination rifle, they hit JF with the same scope
[Verse 6]
Brain smoke, turn a **** fitted to a Kangol
I go where they can't go, up it and let that thing go
Brand new mini Draco, I can't wait to let it bang, though
Sing like Jhené Aiko, I hit you, you sing the same note
[Verse 7]
Go ape, add a body to the murder rate
Them .44 shots go through your face and parked yo ass like Krazy K
Add a body to the murder rate
Hit them pussy ****' block with no license plate
Yeah, go add a body to the murder rate
Hit them pussy ****' block, shots to the face
Go add a body to the murder rate
Hit them pussy ****' block, jump out with the K
[Verse 8]
Yeah, ****
Spider Gang, ****, we mean this shit, ****
R.I.P. Dex Osama, ****
You know we goin' out like that, ****
**** gon' have to stop a ****, you heard?
'Cause I'ma stop me a bitch
[Verse 9]
I ain't playin' 'bout this motherfuckin' shit, ****
You know, bitch-ass **** on Instagram, ****
Y'all tryna put the sheriffs on a **** business, man
**** gon' stop one of you bitches, though
That's on my mama, bitch
Written by: Demarcus Davis, Galvin Sewell