{JMATTSON}
Ayy that b*tch is older than me but she callin me her father
If I pull up on a pussy boy you know he getting slaughtered tried to tell these motherfu*kers if they run up they some goners Ayy Ayy
Shorty said that she don’t give no head but yet she su*kin dick
Knew it when I met her she don’t know just who she fu*kin with
fu*k that b*tch, I got beats to kill and I got blunts to hit Ayy ayy
Sparking it up with the bic
Hellhound militia don’t fu*k with the clique
MVKO and Mattson we slaying your b*tch
Tumaggz and witchouse invading your crib
Lotta you rappers as fake as it get
Talkin that sh*t take a bladе to your ribs
Talkin that sh*t imma razor your wrist
I gotta dip and I’m taking yo b*tch
Want that smoke come and run that fade b*tch I got that dopе smoke a blunt each day and I lost control now I’m fu*kin crazy
fu*k this sh*t motherfu*k you hoe
Got a blunt that’s lit and another rolled yeah we run this sh*t they too fu*kin slow ayy
{MVKO}
Hhm we killin sh*t
We choppin heads like guillotines
The Sickness takin over me
Lock me inside of quarintene
Actin like a friend to my face but you talkin sh*t as soon as I'm gone
b*tch I been about my sh*t since the moment I was fu*kin born
Hit the blunt, fly away, if you wanna die today just bang my line we pull on up and bust some shots and drive away
Gonna come out on top
Know it's our time never need no watch
Drinkin in public runnin from the cops
Always down for the ones off tops
We worked for this we took our time, Anyone can flex online, so boy sit down take my advice, stay out of our line of sight
I'm lifted like icarus twisted like licorice promise you boy you dont wanna get into this
All of you rappers irrelevant
Stay in your lane
You're paying for plays, hoe