[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**