[ Featuring Cooliecut ]
Chokehold, lock in
Might as well call it good night
Skull mask, death face
When I catch 'em swear it's on sight
Blade on me, in my hand, might as well cut a nigga up
Blood on my motherf*cking shirt, hey
Motherf*cking put 'em in a hearse
Motherf*cking put 'em in the dirt
Living dead in this mothaf*cking thang, okay
F*ckin' on your lil' f*ckin' main
Might even eat her motherf*ckin' brains, okay
Like stab her ass up touché
Pick the heart out bruh, who pray
I don't pray boy, I look to the sky, my nigga
Then smoke on a blunt to get by, my nigga, like okay
This shit fire
Nigga shit
