Comethazine
Murder She Wrote*
[Verse: Comethazine]
Bitch, What, Aye, 2, 12, 15, 15 for sure
Yeah that's what I rep and I will pluck you like some nose hair
Never met a LoC that was thuggin' more than I am
That bih wanna fuck me 'cause the blue check on my (?)
I told that bih she gotta (?) first or she can't get nun
Boolin' on the block with five n***as make it six man
I can't forget the Glock that I'm holdin' in my right hand
I wish a pussy n***a run up on me make him float man
He did not know I had the semi-auto in a coat man
Usually I'm wettin' n***as up like the Pope man
But if that n***a lucky I might merk his ass with both hands
Pop inside a pussy n***a dreams like the Sandman
And merk him where he lay like a mothafuckin' death bed
Free Tay-K up out that fuckin' jam while ya' can bitch
Before another wind up dead up in that jail quick