Released on October 31, 2017

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[Intro]

BRAINSICK!

Slump

I dump

Yeah


[Verse 1]

Pullin' up to the function and the two seater

Bending up in this bitch, with the clip on me, 2 ninas

Nobody that wanna fuck with me, I'm off the hen

Dumpin' them in the river, fuck the nigga, we was never friends

I'm reppin the Brain until the very end

I'm bringing a trash bag, pulling up in the black lac to bust yo cherry in

The couple of bags that you'll get buried in

You talking with big nuts, got me thinking you 'bout to bust, so why you scary then?

Word to this mother fucking brainsick shit

You up in the function and I come in with the gang bang bitch

Couple of niggas get to trippin', so I hit Ice-B

Bring the MAC and the hammer back and blood they like 90

Set tripping cocking the K's back on bloods

Full of hate and they can not wait to fill my face with slugs

Open the door, they hit the corner, nigga let's get to skrappin

But I'm really about that action on the beat so fuck the rapping


[Hook]

I dump

I dump

I dump

Mother fucker I dump

I dump


[Verse 2]

All the niggas that want it do fuck around and get the gauge pulled on 'em

Mini MAC get to rushing, or get to bussin', I would put the flame up on 'em

Stretching bitches like a condom, nobody trippin' on you, but I bang the green

If only it wasn't a dream, pull up and I'm in the function with the gangsta lean

"Whoop" - is what you hear when the lil homie 'bout to shoot

Roll up the indo and rollin' down windows, I rather just bust slugs out the roof

Ain't nobody fucking with you, you was independent taking up butt like a douche

I making 'em disappear like he was David Blaine, I'm talking puff puff nigga poof

No truce, every time a nigga bumping gums and I be ready

With the millimeter at they head and always in the green and red just like I'm Freddy

Niggas wanna go to war and end up in it when they know this shit can really end up deadly

I ain't rappin' with you niggas, blood and guts up in ya kitchen looking like spaghetti

Come and get me, got love for the crips and all bloods and pirus

Anybody trippin', well then I'll be kicking like I was Ken and Ryu (Oooooh!)

Ain't nobody tryna hide open up, 'cause I'm outside fool

So what you gotta homie with you I ain't trippin nigga, blood can die too


[Hook]

I dump

I dump

I dump

I dump

Mother fucker I dump

I dump