Lyrics: Trinity Swag Music: Trinity Swag P-p-pull up with a blade, try to run away I got shooters on the base, sendin' bullets to your brain If he want to talk down, put the metal to his face Put the flash up in your eyes, all you see is ****ing blank Bitch, I'm playin' with your blood like it's mother****in' paint I'm with kkypr, I-I'ma hit you with a sniper Ch-chopper makes you ****in' sing like a choir (****, I think he's wearin' a wire)
[Verse 1: kkypr] (Sillyteam) Yeah, I'm with crusafix Hell yeah, we gettin' money, but we new to this If he talkin', then I pull up with that Ruger clip If you say I'm broke, well, you a stupid bitch We posted at the mall, you know we buy it all Homie wanna kick it with the boys, I said, "HΠ΅ll, yeah" Yeah, I told them, "It's your last chancΠ΅" Then I killed him, and I told her, "It's your last dance" I'll turn any guy to past tense [Bridge: kkypr] (Ayy, I'ma take your bitch right to the mall) (For the money or the fight, got your call) (Said ya got it and you're shootin' and you're missin' it all) (Ayy, now I gotta be the one to call)
[Verse 2: mutkidjosh] (Evil!) Don't talk, 'cause we was 'boutta run through Just wanna talk, if she ridin' with the squad Ridin' round with kkypr, yeah, we tryna to catch an opp Feel like Gordon Ramsay in the kitchen, whippin' up U-up the Glocky, and we make his life stop Take pause, feel like Nigo, she tryn' grip on my pants I said run-up, pussy boy, I do not think that you can Talking soft, you ain't scarin' nobody, you a fan
[Chorus: 1crusafix] Pull up with a blade, try to run away I got shooters on the base, sendin' bullets to your brain If he want to talk down, put the metal to his face Put the flash up in your eyes, all you see is ****ing blank Bitch, I'm playin' with your blood like it's mother****in' paint I'm with kkypr, I-I'ma hit you with a sniper Ch-chopper makes you ****in' sing like a choir (****, I think he's wearin' a wire)