[Verse – Coolie Cut]
Chokehold, lock in
Might as well call it good night
Skull mask, d**h face
When I catch 'em swear it's on sight
Blade on me, in my hand, might as well cut a n***a up
Blood on my motherf**ing shirt, hey
Motherf**ing put 'em in a hearse
Motherf**ing put 'em in the dirt
Lviving dead in this mothaf**ing thang, okay
f**ing on your lil' f**ing main
Might even eat her motherf**ing brains, okay
Like stab her a** up touché
Pick the heart out bruh, who pray
I don't pray boy, I look to the sky, my n***a
Then smoke on a blunt to get by, my n***a, like okay
[Outro – KinSoul]
This sh** fire
n***a sh**