Cock that Glock, then I pop, pop, pop
All the bodies drop in my drop top
Cause I wonβt ever stop
Hit the benz and I pop that lock
Screaming βmotherfuck the lawβ While I run around the block
Bitch, Iβm so fucking with the shit that I spit watch em all get hit βtil I fuckinβ get rich
Motherfuckers know what it is
$uicide, give a fuck about life, bitch, Iβm ready to die
$crim ainβt shy $crim just high
Fuck all yβall bustas, ainβt shit in my eyes
Brain on fried, columbine mind
To kill all you fuckers, and piss on your mothers
Call it what you want, and call it how you see
One thing I know yall ainβt fuckinβ with me
One thing I know yall ainβt fuckinβ with me
If it was up to me, I would fuck it up
Fuck everything and bust a nut
Yung Mutt never smiles, got to cut me one
On my flip phone, dialin' nine one-one
I need a pick me up, so come and pick me up
So I can pick me up about sixty bucks worth of sticky nugs
Just a quick re-up, then I'm up, up, and away
Bitch, I'm grey, take me to my fucking grave
Like the bone in your back, get the fuck up off my wave
Let me drown in peace, bitch
Bring a gun to the beach, bitch
Grey matter scattered in the sand, surfing blood-soaked waves