[Intro: TORO]
Oh, shit!
We in the Hellcat goin' too fast, BITCH!
[Verse 1: yayu]
Uh, yeah
I get my view from the Jetsons (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hellcat, I'm whippin' through the connections (Skrr) (AHHH)
Record his feature, send the shooter a reference (You done)
Can't leave a clue for detectives (Nah)
Sure he sleeping, if he do, it's a death wish (Brrr)
That mean I pass it to Red
[Verse 2: Redster, yayu]
Huh, that mean I'm leavin' him dead (Okay)
[?], girl, I drip when I step (Okay)
She give me neck - That bitch givin' me strep (Okay)
By the way that I live, everything is a flex
Bro bought a switch, he get hit with a tec
More than 30, I bet that it rip through a vest
I don't know who I am, but the coppers can guess
How the fuck you so lame, boy you gotta do better
Haoshoku Haki, we fuck up the weather (Haoshoku Haki, we fuck up the weather)
Like uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 3: yayu, Redster]
Money my motive and I'm pleading guilty
I wake up and hustle and I get it filthy
I don't need muscle to break down the building
The bass finna turn the foundation to silk
And this K bouta turn a opp brain into chili
Boy-B-Boy lookin' dumb with his hand on a skillet
I been gettin' cracky, you stay gettin' pissy
I just need a safe, then I stay independent
You deal with 360s, enslaved by committees
No reckless abandoned, this consideration
In any location, I stay with a BLICK BLICK (Sheeesh)
Oh, shit!
We in the Hellcat goin' too fast, BITCH!
[Verse 1: yayu]
Uh, yeah
I get my view from the Jetsons (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hellcat, I'm whippin' through the connections (Skrr) (AHHH)
Record his feature, send the shooter a reference (You done)
Can't leave a clue for detectives (Nah)
Sure he sleeping, if he do, it's a death wish (Brrr)
That mean I pass it to Red
[Verse 2: Redster, yayu]
Huh, that mean I'm leavin' him dead (Okay)
[?], girl, I drip when I step (Okay)
She give me neck - That bitch givin' me strep (Okay)
By the way that I live, everything is a flex
Bro bought a switch, he get hit with a tec
More than 30, I bet that it rip through a vest
I don't know who I am, but the coppers can guess
How the fuck you so lame, boy you gotta do better
Haoshoku Haki, we fuck up the weather (Haoshoku Haki, we fuck up the weather)
Like uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 3: yayu, Redster]
Money my motive and I'm pleading guilty
I wake up and hustle and I get it filthy
I don't need muscle to break down the building
The bass finna turn the foundation to silk
And this K bouta turn a opp brain into chili
Boy-B-Boy lookin' dumb with his hand on a skillet
I been gettin' cracky, you stay gettin' pissy
I just need a safe, then I stay independent
You deal with 360s, enslaved by committees
No reckless abandoned, this consideration
In any location, I stay with a BLICK BLICK (Sheeesh)
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