[Intro]
(MTM, hit 'em with the heat)
Cock my dick back, let it bust on a bitch
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus: KXLLSWXTCH]
Bitch, it's suicide if you test your luck with mine
Like a Lucky Strike, you get smoked, it's do or die
Bullets hit you like Destructo Discs, your flesh divide
Shawty ride my dick like motorists, then get exiled
Ain't life a bitch? Oh well, don't fold, get your revenge, call a blitz
Get down or lose your life and your limbs
Name the pistol Zatch Bell 'cause thunder spark out its neck
Bodiеs droppin', lead showers keep fallin', subtracting heads

[Verse 1: KXLLSWXTCH]
Okay, hot steel, burn him likе slicks
Bitch, I'm feelin' like Umaga with my thumb in your bitch
Okay, you flinch, like Mahito, get stitched
Transfiguring her belly when I'm in her uterus
Okay, got green on me like a Celtic
Okay, too much money coming, I'm a rich prick, okay
My bitch thick, shawty viscous, okay
My dog rolling with me like Finn, okay
Said my bitch pussy pink like the fur coat on Killa Cam
Saiga-12 rip through your tissue, hit your core like menstrual cramps
Bitch, I'm twisted with that metal, dispose of you, then I laugh
Heat blasting like Tennyson, I disintegrate y'all to ash
[Verse 2: SXMPRA]
F-Face to face with the razor blade like everyday
And I don't wanna better hold my tongue, no more, lil bitch, I'ma say what I say
When I get to spraying, they breaking, praying on my hesitation
Nations of our generation wasted, their body been put to the grave
Bitch I be stuck up and down with the waves
Fuck everybody, I move at my pace
Fuck everybody, I'm getting my paper
These pussies be talking, I get to the fade
Running, running out of money
How the fuck is you gonna hate?
Rottie rippin' up his face
Choppa kickin', make 'em race
Pop a 9 up in my brain
And let me drift away, bitch

[Verse 3: KXLLSWXTCH with SXMPRA]
Bitch want smoke, ain't nobody wanna test
No, the kid won't fold, leave his body a mess
And when the world go cold, watch a motherfucker rise up out the mud, from mud to millionaire, I digress
My TEC, put the barrel to his neck
Pull the trigger, motherfucker, let me know what's next
Lil' ho, it's that young Van Gogh, bitch, I'm painting with the head
Everybody want a hand like it's Left 4 Dead, okay

[Verse 4: SXMPRA]
Bitch, I'm bustin' out the cage, I leave 'em wasted, I'm wasted
These motherfuckers think I got complacent
I place 'em up in the morgue and now they busy wastin'
They tastin' that bitter taste, bitch, that be my name
[Chorus: KXLLSWXTCH]
Bitch, it's suicide if you test your luck with mine
Like a Lucky Strike, you get smoked, it's do or die
Bullets hit you like Destructo Discs, your flesh divide
Shawty ride my dick like motorists, then get exiled
Ain't life a bitch? Oh well, don't fold, get your revenge, call a blitz
Get down or lose your life and your limbs
Name the pistol Zatch Bell 'cause thunder spark out its neck
Bodies droppin', lead showers keep fallin', subtracting heads