Blood pressure, veins full of gasoline
Left, outtie, make the Maserati lean
Blood running, dropping, dripping out the seams
See, it's been a minute since I felt serene
I've fallen, gravity can be so mean
Running all in, put a bullet in your dream
A couple Molotovs for the pyros
I just heard the murder went viral
Shit, I might go
To the alley, pick a couple up
Keep it in the tuck
What? Wanna try your luck?
See these shells is not rubber
Cook a couple pigs
Stack some butter
They sent a dozen roses to the mother
She said "leave the bitter bacon under covers"
Door swang open, hopped up out, whip hit the precinct
Stopped giving a fuck, they never cared about what we think
You ain't gotta pay me for the body
I'ma grab the bag when I pull up for the robbery
Might get old school, grab the Tommy
Finna live by none of your rules, ain't it obvi?
You ain't gotta pay me for the body
I'ma grab the bag when I pull up for the robbery
Might get old school, grab the Tommy
Finna live by nah nah nah nah nah, whatever
You ain't gotta pay me for the body
You ain't gotta pay me for the body
Sometimes, things don't go according to plan