[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Riding with death, I don't need any friends
None but some killers been boxed in a Benz
All due offense
I'm making money, I don't make amends
While you pretend, I'm moving my knights in a L and I'm dropping this L in your hands
Hold that for me, let me count a couple grand
Shawty pussy gon' pop while I pop a rubber band
Drop it slow like the hourglass sand
Drop it low like my life till it end
Drop it like these suckas' momma dropped 'em on they head
Bitch, you must be stupid if you fucking with my bread
I'm on the edge, fuck that, way off the edge
Already dead, aye
Look in my eyes then you decide
What would I lose now if all of us died?
Learned how to make a pipe bomb, aye
TEC-9 in my right arm, aye
Double barrel in a Gucci duffel, aye
Couple racks for the ones who love me, aye

[Chorus: DEATH+]
Learned how to make a pipe bomb
TEC-9 in my right arm
Double barrel in the Gucci duffel
Couple racks for the one’s who love me
[Verse 2: DEATH+]
Ride around with my eyes low, it's not safe
I been on this shit too much, I’m not sick
High octane, too much to take
You think you know but you don’t know a thing
Riding around with a head full of issues, that’s my thing
What happens when I’m out here doesn’t matter anyway
Wanna get away, wanna separate from everybody that I know You’re all my fucking enemies
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