(Anti-Judas to the core)
Yay, yay, yay

Let me know if you want drugs and we'll sell you
Let me know if there's a problem and we'll kill you (grrr)
Let me know what the case is and we'll get involved (yeah)
Bitch, let me know and we'll all get involved (yay)
Let me know if you want drugs and we'll sell you
Let me know if there's a problem and we'll kill you (tell me)
Let me know what the case is and we'll get involved (look)
Bitch, let me know and we'll all get involved (yeah)

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Those guns don't have kills, they have them as a collection
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
You don't know how it feels when you're going on a mission

When you're going on a mission (What happened?)
You don't know how it feels when the button is pressed
You don't know what it's like to lose the sidewalk with your head blown up
You know that because of you, a bastard had to die today
We lit up the gun in the sunroof, a posterizer, Ja Morant
He did something dirty in PR and now he's in the semoran
We caught him screeching tires and flipped the Canam

The sucker died
Look at him, what a crybaby (yay, yay)
The sucker died (uh)
Look at him, what a crybaby

We, I killed them, I killed them
And your mom has faith
Of seeing you again
But no-oh-oh-oh

Look, damn show-off
If you pass by the bridge from the boat
I'll shoot you from the car
A shootout starts and it turned mechanical (yeah)
Everyone hiding under the cars

Let me know if you want drugs and we'll sell you (eh)
Let me know if there's a problem and we'll kill you (yay)
Let me know what the case is and we'll get involved
Bitch, let me know and we'll all get involved (tell me)
Let me know if you want drugs and we'll sell you (yes)
Let me know if there's a problem and we'll kill you (grr)
Let me know what the case is and we'll get involved (oh)
Bitch, let me know and we'll all get involved (ah)

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Bitch, let me know and we'll all get involved

What happened, bastard? (yay, yay)
Look, tell me, Gordillo (woah)
These people have to hold on
With four hands like monkeys, son of a bitch
Now tell me, Panda Black
Anti Judas (yay)
Look, lower the kilos, bastard, well
You know that no one knows about us, bastard
No one knows us, bastard

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