Lyrics
Yuh, yuh
Yuh, ayy, yuh, yuh
I don't give a fuck
Run it-, run it with the cut
What the-, what the fuck is up?
I got cocaine in my blood
Dealer, dealer with the rust
You don't-, you don't fuck with us
Reebok-, Reeboks turn to dust
That's from kickin' through the mud
Bitch, I'm hollow with the tip
Squad run up on yo' bitch, dog
Killer gettin' pissed off
Blood is all I taste (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
You gon' pay the tick', dog
'Fore we run yo' whip, cops
All up on my dick, fuck 12
And fuck a case
Keep the fuckin'- (yeah), keep the curtains closed
Like the dead of night (like the dead of night)
Keep on hurtin' hoes
Doesn't matter, right? (Doesn't matter, right?)
Bitch, I got no foes
Know it's kill on sight (yuh, yuh)
Let me decompose
I just want to die, take my life
Stutter steppin' over death n'
Coolin' with the clique (damn, damn)
Omens said it, for the record
I be in this shit (okay, 'kay)
I cut to the tension, all detention
Bustin' for a fix (yeah)
If you knew we with the weapon
Why you out here throwin' hits?
Bust his head, there's no forgettin'
Never with the feta (ayy)
I'ma send 'em Armageddon
With the chrome Beretta (ayy, ayy)
No omission, you be ditchin'
Double up yo' risk (yeah)
I be kickin' in the kitchen
Cookin' with the whisk
Ditch n' ditch, unna
I'm a waste, unna, case runner
Flick the wrist, stunna
Get the state on her, caged, unna
Bust a bitch, donut with the
Glaze on her, face cummer
Stab the rich, they ain't never
Paid, summer days, unna
No one with the static
I ain't plan on gettin' better (shit)
Kick it with the average
You ain't make it through the weather (nah)
They be on my mentions
On my breath and I don't give a shit (yeah)
Face me in the street, best tell your friends
They got to dig a pit (bah)
