[Intro]
If you ain't got my money or my bud, I‘m killing you and him
(Talking with you, in your bed, I saw—)
(The number you reached, 9-1-1, has been changed to a non-publi—)
(Talking with you, in your bed, I saw—)
[Chorus]
Wait, stupid motherfuckers on the block, they think they servin' shit
Had to scrape the pot and scrape the bowl, lil‘ bitch, I‘m workin' it
Slide, you could die, suicide, like a banzai
I‘m super high in the sky like a percocet
I‘m with to slide with the guys in the south-side
Saw that you slide, but you really not talk, so you don't
Claiming you bad, but I know that you don't
You just a pussy motherfucker
I‘m 'bout to laugh to the bank with these bands while you broke
If you want smoke, then I‘ll give him the cancer
Applying the pressure all up in his throat
I tie a brick to his leg and I'll throw that boy straight in the river
That body will float
[Verse 1]
Havin‘ my mood 'til that boy to take notes
Slide up on you by the leg and then I squeeze straight through a fatality
Ayy, you copy, but that do because you lack originality (In your bed)
You do combat, when I punch right through his chest, it's a fatality
You a pussy, did the mess, so now you facin' the duality (Duality)
If you ain't got my money or my bud, I‘m killing you and him
(Talking with you, in your bed, I saw—)
(The number you reached, 9-1-1, has been changed to a non-publi—)
(Talking with you, in your bed, I saw—)
[Chorus]
Wait, stupid motherfuckers on the block, they think they servin' shit
Had to scrape the pot and scrape the bowl, lil‘ bitch, I‘m workin' it
Slide, you could die, suicide, like a banzai
I‘m super high in the sky like a percocet
I‘m with to slide with the guys in the south-side
Saw that you slide, but you really not talk, so you don't
Claiming you bad, but I know that you don't
You just a pussy motherfucker
I‘m 'bout to laugh to the bank with these bands while you broke
If you want smoke, then I‘ll give him the cancer
Applying the pressure all up in his throat
I tie a brick to his leg and I'll throw that boy straight in the river
That body will float
[Verse 1]
Havin‘ my mood 'til that boy to take notes
Slide up on you by the leg and then I squeeze straight through a fatality
Ayy, you copy, but that do because you lack originality (In your bed)
You do combat, when I punch right through his chest, it's a fatality
You a pussy, did the mess, so now you facin' the duality (Duality)
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