Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M.M.M.F.D.
M.M.M.F.D.
Performer
Scum
Scum
Performer
Insane Poetry
Insane Poetry
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivan Ovchinnikov
Ivan Ovchinnikov
Songwriter

Lyrics

Triple M-F-D, on that hit you with the blick shit
Reppin' LSP, quick to split you with a brick shit
We be on that sick shit, we be on that sick shit
Every time you see us, know that we be on that sick shit
Triple M-F-D, on that hit you with the blick shit
Reppin' LSP, quick to split you with a brick shit
We be on that sick shit, we be on that sick shit
Every time you see us, know that we be on that sick shit
Yo! Crack a motherfucker in the side of his dome piece
.45 I struck him with, it is a heavy chrome piece
I be tryna feast on all you least valued crumb cakes
Trying to outbark the thunder thump that my pump makes
Pistol grip pump quake, make 'em all rump shake
Hit 'em with the butt of the blick and make the gun break
This is what you get when you pump-fake
Caught the boy slippin', so I knew I had to catch him on his lunch break
M double M-F-D, a plague that is deadlier
Than a Bubonic, two of us bring that medley
Of the type of Hip-Hop that they play in a drive-by
Real horror shit, no Country Western or Sci-Fi
Molotov Cocktail, but this is not a Mai Tai
Explode by your body, yes, we all saw your eyes fly
Right up out your skull gang, this is not no 6ix9ine
Leavin' everybody slain, poisoned by our Strychnine
Triple M-F-D, on that hit you with the blick shit
Reppin' LSP, quick to split you with a brick shit
We be on that sick shit, we be on that sick shit
Every time you see us, know that we be on that sick shit
Triple M-F-D, on that hit you with the blick shit
Reppin' LSP, quick to split you with a brick shit
We be on that sick shit, we be on that sick shit
Every time you see us, know that we be on that sick shit
We be on that sick shit this evening, on a quick trip
To find some new replacements, then leave 'em all in liquid
Acid baths, drenched in, aftermath, rinse them
In the kitchen sink, down the drain where we sent them
Tryin' to fuck your homies ho makes you bitch-made
Cries get stuck up in your throat with the switchblade
Knowing that we each gave much to this, so let's face it
Sure you'll have enough to take away and replace it
Aroused by this insane shit, foul as the smell and the fragrance
Welcome to the bowels of our basement
Where it all takes place, captors get very scared
You know what would happen when you saw plastic everywhere
Gotta pay my bills, so to Him I do not pray
Got you in your feels but whether or not, I cannot stay
Rather spend the day destroyin' lives with my bro bro
Filming as we're slayin' in slo-mo with the GoPro
Triple M-F-D, on that hit you with the blick shit
Reppin' LSP, quick to split you with a brick shit
We be on that sick shit, we be on that sick shit
Every time you see us, know that we be on that sick shit
Triple M-F-D, on that hit you with the blick shit
Reppin' LSP, quick to split you with a brick shit
We be on that sick shit, we be on that sick shit
Every time you see us, know that we be on that sick shit
Written by: Ivan Ovchinnikov
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