Bucket Hat Low Russ (Ft. Papoose)

[Intro: Papoose]
Papoose, Papoose

[Verse 1: Papoose]
My verses laced with Fentanyl
Be dead in a second if you ingest it pure
Heard they like yoga, that's good 'cause I'ma stretch 'em all
Edgin' the next contestant, my presence possess profession
Professin' the resurrection, was lead to the effervescence
The pressure compress your chest
And you bettеr respect the lеgends
Get wet up, protect your melon
You fled when the lead was spreadin'
You bled through your red intestines
You dead when your head is swellin'
I slept with the weapon
The Smith & Wesson rest in my dresser drawer
He so skinny, he could do push-ups under the exit door
You could see the bones in his face, he look like Skeletor
Cold nights movin' that snow white, no seven dwarfs
Ask Ron Artest, I keep the peace like Metta World
Heard you was a straight A student, that's a clever score
But you gon' get a D minus every time that we test your jaw
"Hi, I'm your demise", I'm sorry, we never met before
If your project was the projects, I'll throw you up the seventh floor
Deepest teacher like Queen Latifah, I'm quick to set it off
No Schwarzenegger, I am Schwarzenigger, I am the Predator
Shorty sent him a heart emoji, now he gassed up
Don't let that heart go to your head, Drake haircut
Detectives against gangstas, we got drama
The Ds and the Gs, Dolce and Gabbana
I'm always on your mind, what's up with you, partner?
I'm livin' in your head rent free, I'm a squatter