{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