[Intro: Bos Flip]
(Markhoes, it's a motherfuckin' tag)
(Rare, is that you? Haha)
Damn, I'm tired as hell, I'm in the booth though
Got them, ayy, I'ma, ayy, it's the yeah
Motherfucker twenty ball
[Verse 1: Bos Flip]
Ayy, why they play?
Ayy, told you, "If you play, you lay" (Walk down)
Ayy, nigga, you was born a bitch so, nigga, you gon' die that way (Pussy)
Ayy, nigga try me like a bitch, old nigga, you gon' die today
And I know niggas out here snitchin' so I just stay out the way (They tellin')
Ayy, we might slide today (No cap)
Make a mama cry today (No cap)
Ayy, niggas, they gon' hide today, we poppin' out, outside today (On my mama)
Ayy, they done let them members in the door, bitch, get up out my face
Yeah, I'm out my top, I dare a nigga get up out his place
A nigga get up out his place, we put his ass back there (Let's go)
Hit his ass, watch him fall, stand over, keep hittin'
Teach you how to kill a nigga, nigga, this that murder business (This that talk)
Ayy, make sure when you hit a nigga, keep on shootin' 'til the gun geekin' (Let's go)
Vfft vfft, vfft vfft, nigga this that fuckin' switchy
Baow baow, baow baow, that's that ARP with six (Baow, baow, baow)
Ayy, make sure that you put a scope on top so you don't do no missin'
And make sure that you overkill his ass until his body twitchin' (He fucked)
Ayy, hit his face so many times, they can't even recognize the nigga (Damn)
Shell catcher, thirty-eight, they won't even recognize who did it (I'm gone)
Always be the suspect, I can't never go out like the victim (Nah)
Ayy, blind out his ass, he won't recognize what hit him (Yeah, over)
Ayy, if I want you dead, nigga, you got up soon as I say, "Get him" (No cap)
R.I.P.s poles, that nigga dead, they better be choppers with him (He gone)
Chopper sent his ass way so high, that nigga thought the helicopter sent him (Yeah)
Sent that nigga ass so high to God and told him that the doctor sent him (Mop)
[Verse 2: 2SG Tay & Bos Flip]
Told him the doctor sent him, but really, my chopper sent him
Smacked that nigga so hard with my blicky, he thought the box was hittin' him
Drop the racks on top his head, lil' bitch, I make his mama get him (Damn)
Try to swing in that lil' Honda, keep on shootin' 'til the top go missin' (Gone)
You can eat me, I'ma fuck lil' bitch, but we don't do no cuffin' (No)
Every nigga 'round me got a body, yeah, you know we livin' risky
See, you rap, paperwork, came back, yeah, that nigga bitchy
Got a new splat, it's a Scat, all-black sppinin' like a frisbee (Let's go)
(Markhoes, it's a motherfuckin' tag)
(Rare, is that you? Haha)
Damn, I'm tired as hell, I'm in the booth though
Got them, ayy, I'ma, ayy, it's the yeah
Motherfucker twenty ball
[Verse 1: Bos Flip]
Ayy, why they play?
Ayy, told you, "If you play, you lay" (Walk down)
Ayy, nigga, you was born a bitch so, nigga, you gon' die that way (Pussy)
Ayy, nigga try me like a bitch, old nigga, you gon' die today
And I know niggas out here snitchin' so I just stay out the way (They tellin')
Ayy, we might slide today (No cap)
Make a mama cry today (No cap)
Ayy, niggas, they gon' hide today, we poppin' out, outside today (On my mama)
Ayy, they done let them members in the door, bitch, get up out my face
Yeah, I'm out my top, I dare a nigga get up out his place
A nigga get up out his place, we put his ass back there (Let's go)
Hit his ass, watch him fall, stand over, keep hittin'
Teach you how to kill a nigga, nigga, this that murder business (This that talk)
Ayy, make sure when you hit a nigga, keep on shootin' 'til the gun geekin' (Let's go)
Vfft vfft, vfft vfft, nigga this that fuckin' switchy
Baow baow, baow baow, that's that ARP with six (Baow, baow, baow)
Ayy, make sure that you put a scope on top so you don't do no missin'
And make sure that you overkill his ass until his body twitchin' (He fucked)
Ayy, hit his face so many times, they can't even recognize the nigga (Damn)
Shell catcher, thirty-eight, they won't even recognize who did it (I'm gone)
Always be the suspect, I can't never go out like the victim (Nah)
Ayy, blind out his ass, he won't recognize what hit him (Yeah, over)
Ayy, if I want you dead, nigga, you got up soon as I say, "Get him" (No cap)
R.I.P.s poles, that nigga dead, they better be choppers with him (He gone)
Chopper sent his ass way so high, that nigga thought the helicopter sent him (Yeah)
Sent that nigga ass so high to God and told him that the doctor sent him (Mop)
[Verse 2: 2SG Tay & Bos Flip]
Told him the doctor sent him, but really, my chopper sent him
Smacked that nigga so hard with my blicky, he thought the box was hittin' him
Drop the racks on top his head, lil' bitch, I make his mama get him (Damn)
Try to swing in that lil' Honda, keep on shootin' 'til the top go missin' (Gone)
You can eat me, I'ma fuck lil' bitch, but we don't do no cuffin' (No)
Every nigga 'round me got a body, yeah, you know we livin' risky
See, you rap, paperwork, came back, yeah, that nigga bitchy
Got a new splat, it's a Scat, all-black sppinin' like a frisbee (Let's go)
( Bos Flip )
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