[Intro]
(I got Hitman on the beat)
(AKel)
[Chorus: JayDaYoungan]
I can always get my chain back, you can't get a fuckin' brain back
Stop actin' like it's pressure, we'll address it and it ain't that
How the fuck you say you trappin', you still out there with the same pack?
Why the fuck you got that ratchet if you know you ain't gon' slang that? (Pussy bitch)
Let's up the score, load up them poles, let's hit the road
You down to roll? I'm down to roll
He dyin' slow, murder she wrote
Open up the door, chase a nigga down, look like he movin' a lil' too slow (Come here)
Catch a overkill, look him in his eyes, and put the toolie to his throat (Damn)
[Verse 1: JayDaYoungan]
My destination to a dead end (A dead end)
With a rusty ass stick, I swear this bitch got dead skin (Got dead skin)
Bitch, we catchin' kills, we in that field just like a Redskin
Glock 19 without the beam, I got this bitch from Tae again
He miss his nigga, we gon’ split him, bitch, leave him with your dead friend
Got a problem, we gon' solve 'em, pussy nigga, say it then
Catch a flight, my luck is right, I had to slip the meds in
High as a kite, like all night, like I don't know where my legs been (Hahahaha)
Nigga talk to much, I hate that
Nigga tellin' and I hate rats (Man, I hate rats)
You know that we don't play that, nigga, fuck that, where my Drac' at? (Where my Drac' at?)
You want pressure? Nigga, say that, we gon' find out where you lay at
Find a church you can go pray at, or inside where that shit safe at
(I got Hitman on the beat)
(AKel)
[Chorus: JayDaYoungan]
I can always get my chain back, you can't get a fuckin' brain back
Stop actin' like it's pressure, we'll address it and it ain't that
How the fuck you say you trappin', you still out there with the same pack?
Why the fuck you got that ratchet if you know you ain't gon' slang that? (Pussy bitch)
Let's up the score, load up them poles, let's hit the road
You down to roll? I'm down to roll
He dyin' slow, murder she wrote
Open up the door, chase a nigga down, look like he movin' a lil' too slow (Come here)
Catch a overkill, look him in his eyes, and put the toolie to his throat (Damn)
[Verse 1: JayDaYoungan]
My destination to a dead end (A dead end)
With a rusty ass stick, I swear this bitch got dead skin (Got dead skin)
Bitch, we catchin' kills, we in that field just like a Redskin
Glock 19 without the beam, I got this bitch from Tae again
He miss his nigga, we gon’ split him, bitch, leave him with your dead friend
Got a problem, we gon' solve 'em, pussy nigga, say it then
Catch a flight, my luck is right, I had to slip the meds in
High as a kite, like all night, like I don't know where my legs been (Hahahaha)
Nigga talk to much, I hate that
Nigga tellin' and I hate rats (Man, I hate rats)
You know that we don't play that, nigga, fuck that, where my Drac' at? (Where my Drac' at?)
You want pressure? Nigga, say that, we gon' find out where you lay at
Find a church you can go pray at, or inside where that shit safe at
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