[Verse 1: Mage Mortician]
Shoot the demon in the motherfuckin' throat
Oxycontin and Suboxone, I'm a drone
Medicated and sedated, I'm a ghost
You ain't faded, you ain't jaded, basic clone
You ain't make it, you just broke
You stay hatin' on the low
And when I get in the whip (whip)
Meth is in bed with your chick (chick)
You ain't gon' get it, you slow, yuh
How could you sit on the dip (?)
You lookin' dead and you show, yuh
I think it's best that you go, yuh
You gettin' cracked in the chin, yuh
Gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it
Pussy boy know that I come with the strap
Fuck with the wolf, leave you dead in the trap
See you been known get in with the gang
All that we know is you doomed with the rest
Fuck with the God, know I'm gon' snap
Tuck in your chin, when we come it's a wrap
Bullets, we buggin', we both finna lack
Runnin' away, put a slug in your back

[Verse 2: Meth Mouth]
Slug in your back, boy, clippin' the Mac
I'm comin' through with the drop
Sippin' on brew with the crew on the block
Grippin' the .20, maneuver the ops
Move with the flock, flacko
You don't want problems, I know
We from the gutter, bottom
Moving that hustle product
Goonies will bust a chopper
Let that bitch go (go)
N-no lie, creepin' with the four-five
Schemin' with the dope tire
Scream will be the gold mine
Evil with the flow (flow)
Bitchin' coke and sellin' dimes
Bitches know I handle mine
Killers known to grab the Nine
I ain't a man of God, I'm a fuckin' Judas and a Babylon
Know the lives on my back like battle scars
I be coated in blood like it's camouflage, that's real
Run with the heat, cross one of mine and be down to ride
Lamborghini, the color of bleach
Thought suicide had a (man to tie) like woo-woo
There go the Opps. fuck it I'm down with the hand on my Glock
I hit 'em up they compare me to Pac
I be the plug and they ask for a job
Trippin' the second your family shot
Chillin' with villains, my cousins and locs
Your bitch is a hoe, she be runnin' my dough
Sendin' her home after fuckin' her throat
Yeah
[Verse 3: Shakewell]
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