[Intro]
Beatfreakz
[Chorus: Young Adz & Konan]
Yeah, heroin
Crack cocaine, she want some more (Ski, ski, ski)
Murderers
Green light, see how the blood just pour
No condom, kitty so good, I gotta hit it raw
Lamborghini, suicidal doors (Hee, hee, hee, hee)
Trappin' out OT, suicidal thoughts (She want some more) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Patek on my wrist, you know there's levels to this
You see the bezel in this
They wanna smoke, I'm on whatever it is
I keep on tellin' them this
Call up my bro, he got the metal with him
He got the devil in him
Trappin' out foreigns, mmm, mm
They don't want problems, mmm, mm
Famous but still warring mmm, mm
They don't want s-
[Verse 1: Young Adz]
Nigga violate, put him on the front page, now his mum gotta get a Gofundme page
Up in OT and I'm servin' the fiends, told my mum "I'll be back in a couple of days"
Wearin' the same boxers and socks for a couple of days, couple of days
All of this stress on my mind, I'm surprised that I don't have a couple of greys
Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks
Cap, that's cap, that's cap, that's cap, I heard your raps, that's cap, that's cap
I was like seven or eight odd years in the bando, breathing in secondhand crack
I was watching Andy injecting heroin, I think that's what made me tapped (Haha)
Ate the pussy good from the back (Haha)
MAC 11 sittin' in the bag (Haha)
Duct tape, wipe down the sides (Haha), ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Haha)
I'm cold so they call me A Ski
I don't rap on the beat, I just ski
And I'm still on the corner with the fiends
PSTD and the codeine
Beatfreakz
[Chorus: Young Adz & Konan]
Yeah, heroin
Crack cocaine, she want some more (Ski, ski, ski)
Murderers
Green light, see how the blood just pour
No condom, kitty so good, I gotta hit it raw
Lamborghini, suicidal doors (Hee, hee, hee, hee)
Trappin' out OT, suicidal thoughts (She want some more) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Patek on my wrist, you know there's levels to this
You see the bezel in this
They wanna smoke, I'm on whatever it is
I keep on tellin' them this
Call up my bro, he got the metal with him
He got the devil in him
Trappin' out foreigns, mmm, mm
They don't want problems, mmm, mm
Famous but still warring mmm, mm
They don't want s-
[Verse 1: Young Adz]
Nigga violate, put him on the front page, now his mum gotta get a Gofundme page
Up in OT and I'm servin' the fiends, told my mum "I'll be back in a couple of days"
Wearin' the same boxers and socks for a couple of days, couple of days
All of this stress on my mind, I'm surprised that I don't have a couple of greys
Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks
Cap, that's cap, that's cap, that's cap, I heard your raps, that's cap, that's cap
I was like seven or eight odd years in the bando, breathing in secondhand crack
I was watching Andy injecting heroin, I think that's what made me tapped (Haha)
Ate the pussy good from the back (Haha)
MAC 11 sittin' in the bag (Haha)
Duct tape, wipe down the sides (Haha), ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Haha)
I'm cold so they call me A Ski
I don't rap on the beat, I just ski
And I'm still on the corner with the fiends
PSTD and the codeine
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