Here we go
Run the spot
Tryna drop drop
Sending shots, pop
Down the dot
That boy cyclops
Take they shots shots
Caught up in they live stock
Cattle for the grrr
Cattle for the grrr
Run the spot
Tryna drop drop
Sending shots, pop
Down the dot
That boy cyclops
Take they shots shots
Caught up in they live stock
Cattle for the grrr
Cattle for the grrr
You not that guy
Not surprised
By your nine to fives
You talk without the stride
You need more disguise
All that fake inside
Pull up arms out, like they takin flight
Hug these nuts my guy
Come correct, I know your type
Posted up
Open up my cuts
I still lust
Want my money up
Buy my bitch all kinds of stuff
Still selective with my trust
Why the fuss
Cause I don't hand out the fucks
Ya man barkin tough
Bet I make that puppy hush
Here we go
Run the spot
Tryna drop drop
Sending shots, pop
Down the dot
That boy cyclops
Take they shots shots
Caught up in they live stock
Cattle for the grrr
Cattle for the grrr
Tryna do the right thing
People mad at me
Living happily
No capping g
I be working hard
Mo academy
Block the opps out
Like allergy
Uh
I will put you in a trauma unit
Say I'm pussy
Well bet I'm about to do it
See em peep
How they look to see how we moving
I cant give a fuck please
Stop the music
I don't wanna hear shit
Throw all the opps in the ditch
Act like a bitch
Meanwhile I'm getting rich
Came from new york
I lived out in the sticks
I'm not a people person
I don't like it outside
Know somebody
Finna die if we ride
Send the addy wit
A time and we slide
Call up biv
And then we come and divide
Baby cant
Nobody fuck up the vibe
Kick the doors
Eating dinner inside
Cold heart
Dropping blood when I cry
Final hour
Bitch you gettin denied
Oooohhh
They aint like that flow
Rack up the check and we go
You already know
Well maybe you don't
Do not don't disturb
Don't be hitting my phone
Oooohh
Pull up like terrorist
Pulling embezzlement
We finna put em in sediment
Oooohhh
Why he sitting and he worried
Bout relevance
I'm living life eatin good for the hell of it
Hell on me
Everything
I can't breathe
Hell on me
Everything
I can't breathe
Hell on me
Everything
I can't breathe
Hell on me
Everything
I can't breathe
Wait
You alright?
You ain't even start this fight
Saying I was late to the party
Baby I'm awake, but hardly
Frame my face like vogue
Cook that fate like stoves
I aint even know whats home
I aint even make my growth
Simple that pleasure you quickly
The lesser once everything's weathered
Wait
Bringing the sickness that caused us
The hatred im keeping my eye lids bind
Fuck
I dont know whats new for me
But I know I can't hold me
Heart rate phonk bpm
Watch my body drop edm
All I know is red eyes and faces
Promise you that im fucking dangerous
Maybe I should just smoke some weed
Looking up up on my feed
Welcome to the inner speed
Mental breaking every week
I make em dance make em do a little jig
Yeah
Zoomin to crash, fly out the window n shit
Yeah
I'm doin my dash, I'm gettin my money fix
Yeah
I don't give a fuck, havin' fun with this shit
God damn
I heard that they talkin' with stank face
I still made em dance, do the stanky leg
Homie fuck em up with full haste
He ground em' into a fine paste
Yeah yeah
Yeah he ground up into a fine paste
Nah fuck it he liquid, he displaced
We know how to put a pussy in they place
You hear we got red on the beat and it smacks
See me and think holy shit he got all types of swag
Making my money, im making my bag
Yeah
Whole lotta facts
We get rid of fiends like they ass was some plaque
Gnaw on a fucker who act like a rat
We pull up in tanks and artillery stat
Bitch im a sergeant and you gettin' wacked
I talked to Biv and he tell me to get this
MFNF man who are we kidding
I was just born as a joke and I know it
Life is a comedy show and I'm scalping the tickets
Hit the mic stand now I'm back in business
Got no jokes but I'm so impulsive
Put you back in your place so compulsive
Stare at the blood eyes repulsive
Better get laughing I'm already dead
Picking my jugular next
Shedding my skin and I'm picking at threads
This not a promise this is a threat
Don't show up to my funeral don't want love
Better hug my skeleton
Take a good luck rib back home
Hope you get cursed for eternity
Get back better cause an emergency
Riddled with bullets they wish I was gone
And im reanimated im lacking my patience
I'm taking revenge and I'm not even finished
My body diminished
I'm sick of this gravity
Sick of this planet
Sick of this scapegoat
Not even finished
I should've died
I'm such a fuck up couldn't do shit right
Too scared to die so I'm back to life
Here we go
Run the spot
Tryna drop drop
Sending shots, pop
Down the dot
That boy cyclops
Take they shots shots
Caught up in they live stock
Cattle for the grrr
Cattle for the grrr
Run the spot
Tryna drop drop
Sending shots, pop
Down the dot
That boy cyclops
Take they shots shots
Caught up in they live stock
Cattle for the grrr
Cattle for the grrr