Bad News Action Bronson & Danny Brown

[Intro: Action Bronson]
Ayo, Al, aye, Al
Danny, get the car (Alright, I'm going right now)
We gotta get the fuck outta here, Dan

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]
Murder, death, kill—pull a 187
If you ain't gon' give it, motherfucker, I'mma take it
Boy, I'll turn ya' to a raisin
Just to bring home the bacon
For me to see heaven I would need to meet Satan
So my heart so vacant
My mind's on some "Take shit! Break shit! Spray shit!"
Hit-you-broad-day shit
Face-lift, braces, unsolved cases
Hittin' up the witnesses so can't nobody say shit
I think the reaper callin'
Picked up the phone and said
"I got a couple coming"
'Cause blood in my eye and I'm thirsty for death
For the paper you’ll fo' sho' be walking up heaven’s steps
Got a getaway driver, just chillin' in a stolen
Parolee with a 40 that'll take what you owe me
'Cause I'm no herb
And the last thing yo' ass wanna hear is these words