[Verse 1: Rozz Dyliams]
Showin' out
What you know about
Ridin' bumpin' Womack when I'm goin' out
When it's late at night and it's like your the only one out its better to be In a Prius on account of you turn off the motor sound
With your stupid ass fine ass bitch and its goin' down
It's the castle out penetration till I throw it out
It is an it
It is an investmen
It is a thing
Till the puppet master decide that it's probably best to start clipping the strings
P to the I to the m to the muthafucka muthafuckin motherfucking p
Throwing holy water out a half moon clip to absolve motherfuckers of they envy
I learned early on most people would rather feel good than feel free
And there are two types of people in this world little chess pieces and me
So I don't give a heck about a dang ol' thang blood
People like me turn themselves into monsters cuz it feels good
Posted up like Grim B in a place were its cold as fuck
Got my bitch killing mask on
Before I do it Ima pull the mask up

[Chorus]
Man we in trouble again
The boys they be on it again
I'm one step ahead of 'em watching 'em creeping around in that government van
They on it again
It feel like a hunnit and 10
Looking up out of my window and what do I see
It's that government van
[Verse 2: Ouija]
Brand new, mask now
Swang down, blocc now
Yo brain, splat now
Body, chop down
TOOF GANG on now
Bartholomus holdin my gloc now
The Government van been rolling again
God damnit the Blocc is 2 hot now
I'm gonna get somebody bloody & somebody bloody money gonna pay my attorney
I left that boy on a gurny
I fucc his shawty she Purdy
Damnit she naughty she dirty
Drinking her blood at da party
Don't make me hurt anybody
The feds have been watching I'm callin up Choirboy like...

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Choirboy]
Running man, Running man
Dash to a hunnit grand
Look out the bacc, see another van fucc it man
Duccing I ain't duccing I be buccing for the fucc of it
Dealing wit this shit and I had about enough of it
Tired of these puppets that be fuccing up the government
Tired about this money shit and not having enough of it
Bout to get a checc, fucc it up for the Fucc of it
Till then, mask up we coming man run the shit
No life, Low life
Thinking if this don't go right
One of us gon die, Slow ride
Oh my, oh my
Here's the church here's the Muthafucc'n Steeple
I swear I see them people when I'm looking out my peep hole
[Chorus]

-Why don't cha take care of these muthafuckas one time

Yo you guys been outside my house for like a whole week

*gun shot*

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