Released on July 16, 2021

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[Intro]

Ooh, shh

Skrrt

Everybody killer, blood (pew pew) ayy


[Chorus]

Everybody killer, we don't give a fuck

You could be from my hood, still get snuffed

Everybody killer, we don't lack nothin'

That boy went from wife beater to a black tux, uh


[Verse 1]

Bitch I'm with the Bennets, all my brodi's off one

Lil young and feeling grown, yeah I think he caught one

All that rapping 'bout sliding but, you ain't shot nothin'

Better get your skids up, cause you know there's some for me

I'm a two-eight tycoon, put that on colt

You can't wear a black flag if you ain't seven-four

Bitch I'm tied in with the Russians, I got plugs on the poles

Used to be from the mob, but that boy went rogue

Got a chain the same size as 42, dug

Let a whistle on the gang, that's a group hub

Know some fires from the highway, shoutout BG bub

Know some roots from the city, shoutout cold blood

Got some killers in the jail, never coming home

Wanna meet me on the sale, better come alone

Never pull it on the wire boy, fuck a phone

Bitches EBK trippin' with them suckas on (gang)


[Pre-Chorus]

Everybody killer, that’s EBK

Had them buzzers coming throated, they just screaming nae (no no no)

Everbody killer, fuck what you claim

When we slide from respect, mothafuckin fame


[Chorus]

Everybody killer, we don't give a fuck

You could be from my hood, still get snuffed

Everybody killer, we don't lack nothin'

That boy went from wife beater to a black tux, uh


[Verse 2]

I just copped a new hellcat, truck on these bitches (skrt)

Hundred thousand dollar angle, three roll full of bitches (ah)

I ain't playing' round, new range roll for the misses (ah)

Matching his and hers bust downs, forty-one milli

New crib by the lake bitch, I need a new kitchen

Fuckin' bet the whole crib like some mothafuckin fishes

I throw a richer on the spitter bitch, suck me till I'm dry

Got elixir and a whip, ask her how far is Dubai

Stretch an opp like a first-class seat, whoa

My underbars never hurt if you don't speak, whoa

Twenty-one whip, forty-one wrist

Glizzy got a first cause, they don't paint it on the crip


[Pre-Chorus]

Everybody killer, that’s EBK

Had them buzzers coming throated, they just screaming nae (no no no)

Everbody killer, fuck what you claim

When we slide from respect, mothafuckin fame


[Chorus]

Everybody killer, we don't give a fuck

You could be from my hood, still get snuffed

Everybody killer, we don't lack nothin'

That boy went from wife beater to a black tux, uh


[Outro]

Ayy Juce, let me know sum