I got something for you haters
Kill your wife while she's in labor
Got the red blade booling like I'm fucking darth Vader
Fuck around and meet your maker I ain't got no time for prayers
I'm a backwoods smoking blood soaking soul taker
Pussy what? Bruh, better duck, cut him down with that heater
See your slut? Bruh, she gun fuck, slit her wrist with that cleaver
Slangin guts if she say wassup then I might have to keep her
Pussy buck, try to test your luck, fuckin' around with them reapers
Pull up on him in the lobby catch a body beat the homi-
Ima beast man, see the blood moon? That shit reminds me
Rest In Peace man, ain't no maybe if ands or no probably's
If I ever catch you slipping ima kill your fucking mommy
You's a lie, why? Pussy die,
Running around like you with the shits,
Talking out your neck until we pulling up with that pistol grip,
You's a lie, why? Pussy die,
Running around like you with the shits,
Talking out your neck until we pulling up with that
Pulling up with that
Ghost, I need a ghost, I need a bad bitch I need to bone
Swagging, I'm saucing on you like I'm post
Cooking and cooking up I'm about to roast
Straight up in the air I'm with it,
Like an allergenic I don't talk about it unless it's in my face
I need to focus I hope you notice next step I take
Is to mother fuckin maintain straight
Out the mainframe with the collard greens
Got damn smoking much dank I feel it in my brain
Red king catch a slit vein if you think I'm playing
Blood chain bumping lil Wayne out the fucking range
