(Intro: LuminBeats)
Okay
Uh-huh
All these dark thoughts circling around inside my brain
All these insects crawl in they infest and decay
Just a little off the top I swear it's better when you're dead
All the townspeople cry when I paint the town red (Okay, motherfucker)
(Verse 1: LuminBeats)
Started from the bottom again, I gotta make my way back out (Make it out)
I'm breaking out a habit, now I gotta make this shit count (Make it count)
They envy me for what I see and now I'm on a stakeout (Like, oh my god)
Like pretty please, would you just leave me alone bitch? (Bitch!)
Don't you start talkin' shit, I'll have you parked in your whip
If I'm the target then bitch, then why don't you come take a hit?
Make a martyr of me, play the part no one sees
Now you're stranded out at sea and you gon' walk the fucking plank (Walk)
(Chorus: LuminBeats)
One, two, he's coming for you (For you)
Three, four, better lock your door (Lock your door)
Five, six, man he's counting down the list (The list)
The list
One, two, he's coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, man he's counting down the list
Seven, eight, you're too late (Aye)
One, two, he's coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, man he's counting down the list
Seven, eight, oh you're fucking late (Shyeah)
(Verse 2: Eddie Fresco)
Seven, eight to nine (Nine)
Shoot 'em down like columbine (Bine)
I been patient, tired of waiting
Finger itchin' on that nine (Nine)
Money talk, I got the time (Time)
Drama talk, I hit decline (Cline)
I ain't got no time for talkin
I got money on my mind
MAC 11 hit up twelve and hit they dome up (Dome up)
Hop back inside the benzo screamin"fuck it", doing donuts (Donut)
Got lucky that I got him, I was aiming for that coma (Coma)
Get revenge like it's a hobby, feel that pain a little longer (Longer, Longer)
(Ya dig, ya dig)