[Intro: Keisha Plum & Westside Gunn]
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for my AK and Glock 9, they comfort me
Though prepareth the table before me, in the presence of my enemies
He has super S on his feet, so he thought he had an S on his chest with that bulletproof vest
But we coming for your dome piece
Shot to the forehead, give you a third eye
Make your kids cry, baby mama asking why
All bow down to the god of Fly
Grr, ayo
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ayo
Griselda
Brr, brr, brr
By Fashion Rebels
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Sean Price]
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol on
Drive-bys, I'm playing X-X-exten-sion
Soon as the box hit the skrt, I'ma get him gone
Shoot up your mama house, your uncle brains on the lawn
Blew your nephew off the tricycle, shots ripple
Like the PSI, Lord, you not official
On the yard, me and Blue DaVinci, shooters with me (Facts)
Went to the halfway house, I took the Uzi with me (Facts)
Skating over weight on the Palace deck, I'm not impressed
Peace to little Shaun, peace to Bernadette (P!)
GxFR, that's the murder set (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Everybody got dope, but I serve the best
Everybody taking my shit
Shoot the eight three times, I might break my wrist
Took six, came back, now I'm better than ever
Amiri jeans, alligator on the sweater, who better?
I mean, I guess it's Fahim
He still chopping heads off with guillotines, nigga, please
Ninja stars in the trees, come on, fam
We ain't the same, you ain't never seen a thousand grams
You ain't never shot a nigga, no Con Air trips
Never been fly, never fucked a bad bitch
Lil nigga, I'm rich
I heard that Dump Legend, shit sound like chips
Mask on like Vader, training like al-Qaeda
Mach retired, nigga turned to a painter
Meanwhile, I'm gettin' paper
Yo, these rap niggas weirdos (These rap niggas weirdos)
VVSs on my earlobes (VVSs on my earlobes)
Shit, the creator of the sun
Niggas tryna fit in, that's a Camouflage Bum
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for my AK and Glock 9, they comfort me
Though prepareth the table before me, in the presence of my enemies
He has super S on his feet, so he thought he had an S on his chest with that bulletproof vest
But we coming for your dome piece
Shot to the forehead, give you a third eye
Make your kids cry, baby mama asking why
All bow down to the god of Fly
Grr, ayo
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ayo
Griselda
Brr, brr, brr
By Fashion Rebels
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn & Sean Price]
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol on
Drive-bys, I'm playing X-X-exten-sion
Soon as the box hit the skrt, I'ma get him gone
Shoot up your mama house, your uncle brains on the lawn
Blew your nephew off the tricycle, shots ripple
Like the PSI, Lord, you not official
On the yard, me and Blue DaVinci, shooters with me (Facts)
Went to the halfway house, I took the Uzi with me (Facts)
Skating over weight on the Palace deck, I'm not impressed
Peace to little Shaun, peace to Bernadette (P!)
GxFR, that's the murder set (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Everybody got dope, but I serve the best
Everybody taking my shit
Shoot the eight three times, I might break my wrist
Took six, came back, now I'm better than ever
Amiri jeans, alligator on the sweater, who better?
I mean, I guess it's Fahim
He still chopping heads off with guillotines, nigga, please
Ninja stars in the trees, come on, fam
We ain't the same, you ain't never seen a thousand grams
You ain't never shot a nigga, no Con Air trips
Never been fly, never fucked a bad bitch
Lil nigga, I'm rich
I heard that Dump Legend, shit sound like chips
Mask on like Vader, training like al-Qaeda
Mach retired, nigga turned to a painter
Meanwhile, I'm gettin' paper
Yo, these rap niggas weirdos (These rap niggas weirdos)
VVSs on my earlobes (VVSs on my earlobes)
Shit, the creator of the sun
Niggas tryna fit in, that's a Camouflage Bum
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