Guts

Ride how I fucking ride, like I came to kill, bitch, step outside Ain't no fucking god, catch you and I'm spilling That's a .45 by my fucking side, there's a fire in the building Burning smoke up to the ceiling, save the women and the children All black murdered like a Batman villain Straight glicked out, with a bad bitch, chilling In a spaceship feeling like an alien in it the way I drop these niggas I let one shot pop when the top was missing And got blood on the moon, I hit your mans Better him than it's you, right? Wrong, I would die for my crew Loyal my bones but my heart knows the truth's that— No, there ain't no man or woman that I trust Niña work a 9 to 5 in my clutch, if I work it overtime There ain't no surviving, fuck an open mind, I might bust Boy, why your body hollow? Nigga got no guts Pull up, come kill me, bitch, I give no fucks So you better have a plan in play I'll give your grave a date today, another biting that dust Okay, like life's a dream 'til the dark hit night Then I turn to Freddy, M16 strapped up on my body Bitch, you know I'm ready, throw it up Addy send it out, we gon' come and get him Betty all my prezys deady in my pockets heavy, cut it Boy if you had guts, I would've spilled them already All black, hacked out, body parts in the back of a Chevy, alright Alright, ran down, man down, tell the gang come and get him The way he laying on he ground dying, looking pathetic I got horns like Beelzebub, Lucifer, Satan off angel dust Came to fuck the brains out these little hating bitches Feel the same for any lame nigga Claiming that they ain't fucking with me Like pipe down, pipe down, p-p-pipe down Pipe down, before we slide out and you all, die Die