[Verse: mikekill & pukekill]
Cooked in the studio made an EP
All them around me they wanna be me
Take a step back and I shoot its a three
In the right spot and I make her knees weak
Left on delivered we lost our whole streak
Murder some bitch and I dump in the creek
He talking shit so I call him a geek
Can't even concentrate cause I'm too geeked
Thanks to Big Curry he start my career
Now I'm above him and that is so clear
Lookin for death as it always draws near
Dont give a fuck so I sip on my beer
To get away I go smoke on a pier
He actin zesty I think he a queer
Goin bout 80 right into a deer
When I walk in bitches show me they rear
Flippin my car you could call me Paul Walker
Got the high ground you could call me Skywalker
Your shoes are cheap they come from the footlocker
Through yo ass into Davy Jones’ locker
Mikekill and Skitt we are so fuckin lit
When I'm on stage bitches flash me they tits
Drevan got no bars he throwin a fit
Not switchin flow we be switchin to skitt
[Verse: Skitt Productions]
Bitches be going with hella positions
They want my dick gotta pay intermission
Everyone wants to make music with me
I'll hop on the track under certain conditions
Everyone bitch shaking onto my side
They on my dick every bitch wants to ride
Got like 10 bitches I fuck em' behind
Bitch I ain't loyal like Bonnie and Clyde
Pull up I'm shooting I'm making rounds spread
All my shots hittin all I see is red
Ask me to hit they are better off dead
Shut the fuck up and just hop in the bed
People don't argue you hear what I said
Fuckin' a bitch and her cheeks get to clappin
Right after that I get on the mic rapping
Spittin' my lines so my shit get to slappin'
Gave her my dick couldn't take it she tappin'
Dick doesn't fit in her mouth now I'm laughing
Pull out the Glock and it put you to sleep
Now you are gone bury you 6 feet deep
Your family mournin' all they do is weep
I'm in the shadows like I am a creep
Countin' these bodies like I'm countin' sheep
Pop all these Percocet's like I am Peep