[Hook (x2)] You should be careful who you hang with, who your friends are You get in trouble f** with rock-stars and gangsters Wicked b**h I am not your f**ing friend Wicked b**h I am not your f**ing friend [Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] You know where I'm from, coming from where I'm from s** a thumb, or get your hi-hat built by Toms Drum You know God I'll introduce you to his Godson Fairly odd son bang your head and let it throb some It's that rock sh**, f** a cop pork chop sh** Squeeze your f**ing Glock and spit flames in the drought b**h You're not a kin to me, my fires never friendly Adrenaline got me trembling, thirsty to k** an enemy [Hook (x2)]
[Bridge (x2) Left Brain] Grab this tulip, strangle you till you die Truth in my heart, lust than hate in my mind Multiply emotions soon will divide Yourself from the crash reality will collide [Verse:2 Hodgy Beats] My friends and my imaginary adversary, actually Mind blows like fragmentaries manditarily Don't cross the roof with sand altin fluids Lucid enough to see through it Trespa**in feet, tuli's a suit, fit a new flesh Call it trash mob, bring mafia rep that you set Burst you like the Klu Klux crosses, the grandmas do vet You were never kin to me, f** you and your resource The f** you bunch, we k** 'em all Feel no remorse [Hook]