Wake up in the morning with my boo
Time to shower up put on my suit
Time to go to work What do I do?
I murder niggas strictly for the loot
I ain't really dancing when I shoot
Carry couple knives in my boots
Usually you bald, right under your tuque
But I look flyer with my roots
They think I'm sick, as if I got the flu
But I don't really torture in my view
If you pay attention when I'm thru
My victims never scream they on mute
Before I do the job I need the loot
Half now, then half before the coup
Ima a simple guy nothing new
But in case you ain't knew
But in case you ain't know
If I come for you, it's a headshot
I respectfully decline
My answer might tend to incriminate me
If I come for you, it's a headshot
No one will ever kill me, they wouldn't dare
If I come for you, it's a headshot
I never lie to any man because I don't fear anyone
If I come for you, it's a headshot
You only lie when you scared
My people they mata
My niggas they mata
My bitches they mata
My family mata
Los matadores
Mata
My niggas they mata
My bitches they mata
My family mata
Los matadores
Let me tell you about a story
But this is just a warning it's about to get gory
Small job, the hit was on a guy named Corey
Had to follow him from the club while he ignoring
He wasn't alone of course he was with a shorty
Ass So fat, like them baby momm on Maury
When she cross the street, she blocking all the lanes like Tory
But when I think about her face, really looking sorry
Brought her to the telly obviously very boring
But my job isn't judging, everyone gets horny
Corey's shorty told him 2 seconds while she freshen up
That's when I came in from the window he left open
Told him it ain't personal, I tried to assure him
''Tell me who sent you'' bro that's not important
His girl Dakota watched through the hidden cam
And her message was since he like to sleep around
Let the nigga stay snoring ah
Mata
If I come for you, it's a headshot
L'argent propre comme l'argent sal n'existe pas. Il n'y a que de l'argent.
If I come for you, it's a headshot
Rien de personnel chef, c'est juste du business
If I come for you, it's a headshot
Je n'ai tué aucun homme, qui en principe
Ne méritait pas d'être tué
If I come for you, it's a headshot
Blow blow blow blow blow
My people they mata
My niggas they mata
My bitches they mata
My family mata
Los matadores
Mata
My niggas they mata
My bitches they mata
My family mata
Los matadores
Soy el loco
Que hago todo
Por el dinero, coño
Y mi familia acá tengo
Peligroso
Porque lo que somos
Porque lo que somos
Porque lo que somos
Son matadores
If I come for you, it's a headshot
Cada historia tiene tres lados
El mío, el suyo y la verdad
If I come for you, it's a headshot
La gente honesta no tiene éticos
If I come for you, it's a headshot
Tras de toda fortuna, hay un delito
If I come for you, it's a headshot
Me voy por la cabeza
My people they mata
My niggas they mata
My bitches they mata
My family mata
Los matadores
Mata
My niggas they mata
My bitches they mata
My family mata
Los matadores
You was on the verge of winning
The people, never perfect, yet they judge you sinning
Black community is heavy but the world is thinning
How can I turn the other cheek when my enemies is grinning huh
Let's get to this money, forget bodies
Quiet success better than loud parties
When I'm screaming "matadores" it don't mean a shotty
It means the target's at the top
Y'all can have the lobby
It means the bullets that we got, if we use them properly
The silver tongue is all we need to lead a proper army
And we ain't moving like the sleepers and the walking zombies
We got our brothers and our sisters doing real monopoly
I only wanna prove a point to those who wouldn't listen
My lyrics is my freedom y'all gon try to use as prison
Rest in peace to all the fallen ones
We gonna miss them
Even Jesus had to die to complete his mission, Muntree