(Intro)

Dumpster corpse, you don't get a grave

Hack a nigga up if he get in my way

Don't try me, that's a mistake

After we fade you won't have a face

(Verse 1)

Hit 'em up like Pac

Dumpster corpse let 'em rot

Acting hard but you not

I kill my way to the top

Fuck!

Y'all act tough

But ain't doing 'nun

Talking big guns but you ain't never shoot none

The fuck is up with that?

All 'ya lyrics cap

(Interlude)

I'm bringing natural selection back with every muzzle flash

Aye, I'm just having fun on this one

Still killing these niggas though

Get a whole hashtag talm' bout long live 'ya faggot ass

Bitch!

(Verse 2)

When I up that fire niggas drop dead

Don't test me now, Ima hot head

I don't pop pills I just pop lead

You simping over bitches you gone give her bread

I'm innat BM, 'ya BM gimme head

It's over when I see him, leave that boy red

Talking Rara, faceplant on cement

Hahaha that 12 gauge got a spread

Drop that boy behind 'em, buckshot peel ya dreads

Run away I'll get you, wet you Mr. Gingerbread

Nine shots in 'ya body like 50 Cent

Have that pussyboy singing along to Many Men

I'm the janitor taking out the fucking trash

Mopstick, big drum, and a couple mags

Dumpster corpse you ain't even worth a fucking pack

Leave you for the maggots make a home up in 'ya flesh

I don't fear you faggots, only buck on the internet

Light 'em up, watch 'em fall to ashes, pussy cigarette

He tried to buck, got slumped, now I'm hacking at his neck