Know a couple **** that's down to ride for a homicide

When it's drama time

Run up on a **** with the llamas flyin'

Leave his loved ones all traumatized

150, I'm really with it

I'll drop his ass and then forget it

I'm the man 'round my side of town

Might see a bitch and forget—

Back in that lab and you know how I get, like a fat bitch who lost weight, get stretched

Smoke that ****, he in my ashtray, bitch you know I'ma move like Fez

Two different strips in my pocket

One for the presi's, next one's lookin' for fent

Dumb **** owe me money, I turn to Ditkovich, ****, where my rent? (Rent!)

If she pull out a camera, best believe that a **** finna turn it to Vigil (Malbodan haengdong-iji)

Your homie is the back door, would've thought I was Cav' how he get me info (Where are they?)

She left Airpods up in his V' so we finna track his shit like Deimos (You can run)

Heard that **** was DL, you know I had to make some bars 'bout Rainbow (But you can't hide)

Said he the best, he lied

Said he rap better than me, he fried

He was just fuckin' around, he tried

He was just fuckin' around but he found out

I hate you ****, let's die

Bitch I'm the truth, ain't no need to lie

**** you bitch and so is your guys

Gun made him lock up, dumb little **** tapped out

Bitch if it's up then it's stuck like a paraplegic, ain't nothin' to say

Man, free all my hounds in a cage

Chains on my neck, would've thought I'm a slave

I let him run and think he got away

Then I said— (Get over here!), ended up meltin' his face

Bitch I been movin' like Scorpion

Won't see me there if I can't bring the .40 in

Brodie be movin' like Pablo and no I ain't talkin' about the backyardigan

She told me slap it all over her tongue and the way that she stickin' it out, she look like the pink cardigan

Know that I'm totin' my gun, better figure it out, 'cause you know I ain't doin' no bargainin'

Choppa got trauma that is lettin' out and I feel like Shang Tsung 'cause your soul I'ma borrow it

Relapse, fuck the sober, crank his head back like Soulja

Big bro told me keep composure, till I'm like Drake, and this shit over

He ain't real, his ass a poser, type of shit leave his ass on a poster

**** I rap 'cause I'm hungry, give a fuck about exposure

Said he the best, he lied

Said he rap better than me, he fried

He was just fuckin' around, he tried

He was just fuckin' around but he found out

I hate you ****, let's die

Bitch I'm the truth, ain't no need to lie

**** you bitch and so is your guys

Gun made him lock up, dumb little **** tapped out

Said he the best, he lied

Said he rap better than me, he fried

He was just fuckin' around, he tried

He was just fuckin' around but he found out

I hate you ****, let's die

Bitch I'm the truth, ain't no need to lie

**** you bitch and so is your guys

Gun made him lock up, dumb little **** tapped out

One more cup, I'ma black out

I don't want that lil' hoe, she track out

Fuckin' her raw but still I'ma smack down

I feel like some teeth with the way, I got plaques now

He steppin' up but I make his ass back down

He ain't grab where he live, that **** is capped out

Shorty ass fat so you know she gon' act out

Took me a break but you know that I'm back now

(Razzy mixed this shit!)