[Intro]
You're the last one, complete the mission
The bomb has been planted!

[Verse]
Grip a .45, feel like the doctor
Nobody fuck with you, what a shocker
Feel like I'm Simon on the inside
Team deathmatch, you better choose a side
Shoutout David for the last one
Talking shit, I'ma turn you into trim run
Better now that I'm gone
I don't wanna find myself, I don't wanna run
Bleed for me, I'm sippin' antifreeze, hatching out of my shell
As far as I can see I'm no prodigy, drugs in the wishing well
Bitch, I'm dirty, I'm Prada walking, I'm copping
Inhale in, I'm breathing toxins
Dollhouse but I'm trapped inside
Really going through it, I can't even tell you why
Smith & Wesson my weapon
I don't need a blade, bitch, my choppa give 'em blessings
Lift that trunk, I think I got some weapons
7.62 rifles send you to Heaven
12 gauge in your face, yeah, I'm gonna let it blow
Eat a chicken sandwich, man, shut up and go low
Tie you to this chair like the carcass
Talking shit over Twitter but you're harmless
[Outro]
Tango down