[Verse]
All of my opps in the wood
Murder suicide
Doors go up
On the lamb truck
Late night in the studio
Can't be wasting All my time
I don't go outside
I don't like the sunlight
It burn my fucking skin
It don't feel right
Certified with the ARP
We can have a gunfight
All my opps in the wood
Murder suicide
Suicide doors go up in the lamb
Like they crucified
Ty run up on me, bitch you gone die
I'm already on your ass
Like a green light
Thinking it's sweet
I pull up red light
Diamonds hit with no light
I feel like I'm Mike
I hit from the back
I smack from the back
I'm smoking on thraX
Sliding around with a TEC'
Last boy that disrespect
I put the dot on his head
My cup real muddy
You ain't getting money
Bitch you a dummy
Your bitch gone Eat
Me up like benibachi