[Verse 1]
Hopped out the Sprinter in the dead of the winter
Wit' hella niggas
The beef never settle, we let it simmer (Uh)
My bitch a real head spinner
I mean ever since I put lead in the members of your clique, they quit messin' with us
My sex drive ride like a S5
Check the finesse drive
This as simple as connect-the-dots
"Get the hell out of Dodge," said the cops
"You got hip-hop in a headlock, she foamin' at the mouth" (Ow)
Green light them niggas, open house
Molotov cocktail, might have to smoke 'em out, no doubt, uh (No doubt, nigga)
Six million ways to die, choose a couple
Brothers bustin' at your bubble goose
Way down in Moose Knuckle
Slipped once, oops
But the move was subtle
The new Uzi come with the muzzle
I think "What Would Rosebudd Do?"
Took the crown, flooded it with colored gems, fuck it
One less thing scratched off the bucket list (Scratch that)
Y'all been put on notice, niggas, we on it
No homo–I don't love Makonnen
Shit ain't changed, you know the game
Money, hoes, clothin'
It's all golden, I'm still walking on roses
Uh—late sessions with my therapist, forever pissed
We was left for dead with no inheritance (They left us)
The only heirlooms passed down to the ghetto kids was metal
That's the same weapon that Bob shot the sheriff with, uh
Hopped out the Sprinter in the dead of the winter
Wit' hella niggas
The beef never settle, we let it simmer (Uh)
My bitch a real head spinner
I mean ever since I put lead in the members of your clique, they quit messin' with us
My sex drive ride like a S5
Check the finesse drive
This as simple as connect-the-dots
"Get the hell out of Dodge," said the cops
"You got hip-hop in a headlock, she foamin' at the mouth" (Ow)
Green light them niggas, open house
Molotov cocktail, might have to smoke 'em out, no doubt, uh (No doubt, nigga)
Six million ways to die, choose a couple
Brothers bustin' at your bubble goose
Way down in Moose Knuckle
Slipped once, oops
But the move was subtle
The new Uzi come with the muzzle
I think "What Would Rosebudd Do?"
Took the crown, flooded it with colored gems, fuck it
One less thing scratched off the bucket list (Scratch that)
Y'all been put on notice, niggas, we on it
No homo–I don't love Makonnen
Shit ain't changed, you know the game
Money, hoes, clothin'
It's all golden, I'm still walking on roses
Uh—late sessions with my therapist, forever pissed
We was left for dead with no inheritance (They left us)
The only heirlooms passed down to the ghetto kids was metal
That's the same weapon that Bob shot the sheriff with, uh
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