[Intro]
Back the fuck up!

[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
Guns done fire like Russian Mafia
Stop all fights, the raw our type
Drinkin' out of Starbucks and my moms not right
Or better yet perfect, destroy hotel rooms and burn shit
We go to war for our right to party, perverted pussy poppin'
Drop it like it's hot, find me in the spot
Bitch bend over to find the hiney, bottle and a twat
X rated when we get faded, we get high homie, elevated
My favorite way to celebrate it mix liquids like a scientist
I hold a drink in еach hand, call me Iron Fist
Throw chairs when the DJ play Antе Up
We don't care, sipping rum out of the Stanley Cup
Never stop from sundown to sunrise, the fun never dies
We creatures of the night, sleep the day away, we never see the light
We live the vampire life, finger on the pulse of pulmonaries
Breakfast at 6PM, raw kush and Bloody Marys

[Chorus: Ironic]
Hey yo! Get your boots laced right, tonight we getting into huge fights
Hey yo! Ain't coming home from the club with some goons covered in his own blood
A few screws loose with a huge set of nuts
Ain't nobody fucking with us (No!)
Ain't nobody fucking with us (Hell no!)
Ain't nobody fucking with us (Hell no!)
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