Stab you in the chest, bullet in your neck
Rip out your spinal cord and strangle you to death
Cut off your tongue, got any last words?
Then I slit your throat, this shit is absurd
Cut off your dome, and scoop out your brain
Man you might even say that I'm insane
You know I'm about to kill that boy Jeff
By the time I'm done with his ass, he'll have no blood left, yuh
Flipping open the top of the rock, as I'm looking out
See 'em walking, cock on the glock and I took 'em out
Three shots, "Pop, pop, pop" and they in a grave
Lean back, hit the f*cking blunt, then I'm in a daze
It's been a couple long days
Selling dope out my basket of dirty laundry
Stole a couple boats, tryna sail toward my freedom
But hold up, I gotta make a sale, couple keys, man I'm in
Stressing and overdressing, my cuff links are busting
Hit the f*cking corner and it's bustling
I swear I can't catch a break, how hard I try
Looking all around for some wandering eyes
Keep moving if you know what's best
He tried to be a man, so I hit him in the f*cking chest
Take off running, stash the dope in the chest
Police gunning, good thing I'm wearing a vest
You 'bout to be blessed by The Fuccbois, bitch
Come out to a show, 'cuz we f*cking rich
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
Yeah, we f*cking tight
Ride me like a cowgirl, say "Yee-haw"
Meet me up in space, NASA, be great
Shaking your ass all over the place
Give you backstage passes, out of my way
Now will you f*cking smoke a blunt with me or nah?
Show me some respect by hitting it, on God
Remember if you don't sin, Jesus died for nothing
So do yourself a favor and make sure he died for something
Smoke the blunt, take the shot
C'mon give me whatever you got
Have sex with whoever you want
Make sure they're 18 or I'm calling the coops
Get me a drink and put it on the rocks
I like it hard and never soft
I like my men like I like women
Tall and cute and freaky bitches
Riots, riots everywhere
Chaos, mayhem, everywhere
Fuccbois love you, and we care
So make sure that you stay at home during Lockdown, Lockdown
Don't you freak out, freak out
'Cuz we on Lockdown, Lockdown
Yeah, I'm out
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Stab you in the chest, bullet in your neck
Rip out your spinal cord and strangle you to death
Cut off your tongue, got any last words?
Then I slit your throat, this shit is absurd
Cut off your dome, and scoop out your brain
Man you might even say that I'm insane
You know I'm about to kill that boy Jeff
By the time I'm done with his ass, he'll have no blood left, yuh
Flipping open the top of the rock, as I'm looking out
See 'em walking, cock on the glock and I took 'em out
Three shots, "Pop, pop, pop" and they in a grave
Lean back, hit the f*cking blunt, then I'm in a daze
It's been a couple long days
Selling dope out my basket of dirty laundry
Stole a couple boats, tryna sail toward my freedom
But hold up, I gotta make a sale, couple keys, man I'm in
Stressing and overdressing, my cuff links are busting
Hit the f*cking corner and it's bustling
I swear I can't catch a break, how hard I try
Looking all around for some wandering eyes
Keep moving if you know what's best
He tried to be a man, so I hit him in the f*cking chest
Take off running, stash the dope in the chest
Police gunning, good thing I'm wearing a vest
You 'bout to be blessed by The Fuccbois, bitch
Come out to a show, 'cuz we f*cking rich
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
Yeah, we f*cking tight
Ride me like a cowgirl, say "Yee-haw"
Meet me up in space, NASA, be great
Shaking your ass all over the place
Give you backstage passes, out of my way
Now will you f*cking smoke a blunt with me or nah?
Show me some respect by hitting it, on God
Remember if you don't sin, Jesus died for nothing
So do yourself a favor and make sure he died for something
Smoke the blunt, take the shot
C'mon give me whatever you got
Have sex with whoever you want
Make sure they're 18 or I'm calling the coops
Get me a drink and put it on the rocks
I like it hard and never soft
I like my men like I like women
Tall and cute and freaky bitches
Riots, riots everywhere
Chaos, mayhem, everywhere
Fuccbois love you, and we care
So make sure that you stay at home during Lockdown, Lockdown
Don't you freak out, freak out
'Cuz we on Lockdown, Lockdown
Yeah, I'm out
Rip out your spinal cord and strangle you to death
Cut off your tongue, got any last words?
Then I slit your throat, this shit is absurd
Cut off your dome, and scoop out your brain
Man you might even say that I'm insane
You know I'm about to kill that boy Jeff
By the time I'm done with his ass, he'll have no blood left, yuh
Flipping open the top of the rock, as I'm looking out
See 'em walking, cock on the glock and I took 'em out
Three shots, "Pop, pop, pop" and they in a grave
Lean back, hit the f*cking blunt, then I'm in a daze
It's been a couple long days
Selling dope out my basket of dirty laundry
Stole a couple boats, tryna sail toward my freedom
But hold up, I gotta make a sale, couple keys, man I'm in
Stressing and overdressing, my cuff links are busting
Hit the f*cking corner and it's bustling
I swear I can't catch a break, how hard I try
Looking all around for some wandering eyes
Keep moving if you know what's best
He tried to be a man, so I hit him in the f*cking chest
Take off running, stash the dope in the chest
Police gunning, good thing I'm wearing a vest
You 'bout to be blessed by The Fuccbois, bitch
Come out to a show, 'cuz we f*cking rich
Am I right? Am I right? Am I right?
Yeah, we f*cking tight
Ride me like a cowgirl, say "Yee-haw"
Meet me up in space, NASA, be great
Shaking your ass all over the place
Give you backstage passes, out of my way
Now will you f*cking smoke a blunt with me or nah?
Show me some respect by hitting it, on God
Remember if you don't sin, Jesus died for nothing
So do yourself a favor and make sure he died for something
Smoke the blunt, take the shot
C'mon give me whatever you got
Have sex with whoever you want
Make sure they're 18 or I'm calling the coops
Get me a drink and put it on the rocks
I like it hard and never soft
I like my men like I like women
Tall and cute and freaky bitches
Riots, riots everywhere
Chaos, mayhem, everywhere
Fuccbois love you, and we care
So make sure that you stay at home during Lockdown, Lockdown
Don't you freak out, freak out
'Cuz we on Lockdown, Lockdown
Yeah, I'm out
Writer: Fernando Gonzalez, Jake Perry, William Hunter
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The Fuccbois
Language: English
Length: 3:54
Written by: Fernando Gonzalez, Jake Perry, William Hunter