[Verse 1: T.R.I.P]
Sit back and laughing at these pussies acting like they on to something
If you ain’t inside my circle, I can’t fuck with you, you're nothing
You just a waste of breath, bitch, fuck you and your set
It’s just of matter of time where T.R.I.P. came out to resurrect
When you hear dat click clack bang
Bitch fuck around and let them bodies hang
Give a fuck on what you say
I’m casually shitting on the game
Bitch you better learn your place
Looking stupid as fuck with those tats on your face
Looking for murder you next on the case
Dedicated the body bags all with your name

[Verse 2: VAGUE]
Blood spillin'
Runnin' with a fuckin' AK
Pull it back and make it spray
Bitchеs fallin' call it fuckin' mayday
Never weighin' on my consciеnce
We just in the land of snakes
Pass your feelins, I can’t give a fuck
On daybreak
Never gonna find myself, and I hold that back
But the problem with all you bitches, that you runnin' packs
I like to stay out up outta public like the Men In Black
Just grab the gat, I cock it back, and pull the trigger on facts
Yeah
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