[Verse]
Come on, have some fun, bitches wanna see my gun
Pull it out, I'ma scare, I'm gonna make 'em fuckin' run
Ain't a game, Freddie mane, who's the one to feel the blame?
Who's to say I'm insane? I think we all feel the same
Dark killa in the set, man, I'm a fuckin' vet
Big ol' choppa on my hip, I'ma watch you fuckin' sit
They say that I'm sick, I know they notice it
With the demon taking over me I see all of this shit, bitch
What the hell you talkin' 'bout? Come and fuck with this
I'ma smoke out, I'ma get to poppin' off the shit
Sippin' 40s, 'bout to dip, blurry vision, 'bout to spit
Come and try to test my clique, catch a bullet, you submit

[Chorus]
Kill everybody, want mo' bodies
Take the big shotty straight to ya big body

Kill everybody, want mo' bodies
Take the big shotty straight to ya—

Kill everybody, want mo' bodies
Take the big shotty straight to ya big body

Kill— Kill everybody, want mo' bodies
Take the big shotty straight to ya big body
Kill everybody, want mo' bodies
Take the big shotty straight to ya big body

Kill everybody, want mo' bodies
Take the big shotty straight to ya big body