(intro)
ayo l, aye l
danny get the car
we gotta get the fuck outta here dan
(verse: danny brown)
murder, death, kill pull a one eighty seven
if ya ain’t gon’ give it motherfucker i’mma take it
boy i’ll turn ya’ to a raisin
just to bring home the bacon
fo’ me to see heaven i would need to meet satan
so my heart so vacant
my mind’s on some take shit! break shit! spray shit
in some raw day shit face-lift braces, unsolved cases
hitting up the witnesses so can’t nobody say shit
i think the reaper callin’
picked up the phone and said i got a couple comin’
cuz blood in my eye and i’m thirsty fo’ death
thought that paper yo fo’ shawty walkin’ up heaven’s steps
gotta get away driver, just chillin’ in a stolen
parolee wit a forty that’ll take what ya owe
cuz i’m no thug & the last thing yo’ ass wanna hear is these words
(verse 2: action bronson)
(they’ve seen us already man)
cousin in the trunk
(what are we gonna do they’ve seen us)
money in the seat guns are in the trunk
think they come and get us, neva
uh, the white oj in the hallway
the long .44 spray 1 leg up on the velour gray
gettin’ straddled while i’m eatin’ strudle
we fuck ya up so bad that you will neva take a normal doo-doo
or a pee-pee, bedridden
now i’m laughin’ while head is given
no fucks are given eva cuz i’m rotten to the core
yayayayyaya right into the door
ah, cross the street when ya see us by the store
i’m off the leash, dick hangin on the floor
box cuttas rolled up in the waistband of the 09’s
ya thought ya had yo lil shit
clickin’ that but no maz
my bitch will choke you out wit strong thighs
strong features in the face from new guinea
smokin’ dope, doin’ three sixty’s in a mini
she half dominican and trinny
bad news
