[FROOT]

Back when rap wasn't cool, hit some tracks right after school

Smoked some sacks, gained attritubes, stacked some cash, I gnabbed the loot

Watch ya stash, I'll grab it too, why you think they call me Froot?

I ain't growin' by the roots, I'm up in a tree

I'll knock you out ya fuckin' boots, you'll know that it's me

Boy Froot's on the loose and he's on a killin' spree

And the bullets that he shoots are always in threes

Got some disputes with the holy trinity

The absolute ghost that you see in your sleep

Your body is the host so his soul can be free

You just got diagnosed with the spirit emcee

The playa with the most, he holds the skeleton key

I'm goin' coast to coast, Space Ghost knows the most

He hosts the dopest ass show, Boy Froot, whatchu know

Finna shoot if you go give me tude, I'm bout to blow

You actin' rude I'm goin home pick up my brews and then I'm gone

Step out the door, check my phone, leave a message at the tone

Record my homies in a song

[HOMIE ON THE PHONE]

Ayy nigga, whattup Boy Froot? What you doin' wit deez days mane?

Ayyyyy, yo, hit me back homie

[KEIKI]

Yo, I got the bag of bones, see me

A mass of stacks squealin' past, huffin' gas and hash with my homies

Peace to inner [???] bitch you get her knees split, throat slit

Get thrown in the komodo pit

Speakin' of it it seems fit to let you know

Your whole fam's poisoned, fatal to a lethal dose

[???] memory erased

Strap you up and dope you up, ship you off to outerspace

When you finally arrive at homebase, you gettin' tortured in about a hundred different ways

BF CBK DTP

WE ON A KILLIN' SPREE

[SHARXXX]

Hit me with the yellow fellow codeine syrup got me mellow

Never tell the police nothin lyin' like my damn Geppetto

Mr. Officer, I don't know how the bodies got there

This shit is a rental car, 150 doll hairs

This is just a box cutter got it from my job

And that sack with the dollar sign on it I swear I didn't rob

Now I'm off in my beater whip

DTP meetin' at the Pizza Hut talkin' bout them people that we need to hit

Hits speakers harder than Ike and fuckin' Tina did

You know what I mean, lean, weed and PCP

Got me laughin' at some shit I probably didn't see

Probably get yo dumpster smoked if you talkin' shit to me

B-oy Froot has got a rifle to shoot

And I am liable to use this knife and make your guts loose

Sharxxx and Prof on the move, we ain't got nothin' to prove

But you gon see soon enough how Michiganders is done groove, Prof

[AGGRESSIVE PROFESSOR]

Alright then, so I'll introduce myself

My expertise is murder I use it to reappropriate wealth

As far as conspirators, I'd say mine are top shelf

Boy Froot, Sharxxx and Keiki, yeah bad for health

Screams (aaaaahhhhhh) your screamin's just like music to my ears

Yeah go ahead and scream but it ain't gonna stop us comin'

You ain't gonna outrun me in this truck with the engine runnin'

Horn blarin' to drown out your final cries

Death on the blackened skies cuz there (ain't no sunshine)

I ain't finished yet you ain't ever gonna forget

When Boy Froot's here there just (ain't no sunshine)

Don't mess with Keiki when he's on his killin' spree

You know he is when there (ain't no sunshine)

DTP you should have been told

We'll make your body cold when there (ain't no sunshine when she's)

DEAD, on a killin' spree, pistols to your head

Boy Froot and me, leavin bodies in the shed

Prof and Keiki turnin chalklines red

You wanna fucks with me? ho go an smoke a blunt instead

We

[SHARXXX on the phone]

First saved message:

Ayo Boy Froot, whassup motherfucker, it's Sharxxx. Ay listen man, I just got a pizza

That shit was fuckin' cold, I'm bout to fly off the handle alright I'm bout to fuckin' freak out

I'm bout to reach the end of my rope, alright I'm reachin' the point of no fuckin' return motherfucker

You know what I mean? Ay listen, ay get your get your guns come on pick me up at 7 let's go on a killin' spree. It's on. Hit me back playa