[Intro: Lil scoom89]
\nAyy, ayy, Lil Azrael, bitch
\n(Damn, Southside, you made this?)
\nAlright, Lil Azrael, Lil Azrael, Lil Azrael (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
\nLil Azrael, alright, uh, alright (Wheezy outta here)
\n
\n[Verse 1: Lil scoom89]
\nWe slidin’ on shit, ain't no passin' up (Nah)
\nBitch-ass opp tried to talk, but he gassed up (Boom)
\nNigga got hit ‘cause he switched, that’s bad luck (Dumbass)
\nSnitches get stitches, but fuck it, he bagged up (Body bag)
\nWrap his ass up like a gift in December (Christmas)
\nStand on that shit, I ain't never been tender (Nah)
\nFour deep in that striker, we ridin’ with benders (Brrt)
\nBeam on his dome, had him shook when we sent 'em (Boom)
\nFuck all that talkin’, I'm icy as fuck (Frozen)
\nBig body foreign, this enginе too much (Skrrt)
\nTinted-up whip, I ain't trustin' these fucks (Nah)
\nBlow up thе spot if they actin' too tough (Boom)
\nCaught him in traffic, his mans tried to tuck (Bitch)
\nTell 'em stop cappin’, they know what’s up (They know)
\nHe said he alive, but them bullets said, "Hush" (Shh)
\n
\n[Verse 2: Big Azrael]
\nBlack hoodie, black mask, nigga, I'm suited (What up?)
\nDon’t jump in this car if yo' ass ain’t ruthless (Bitch)
\nRidin' with 30s and Glocks, we tooled up (Boom)
\nHollow tips touchin’ his chest like a booster (Ha)
\nDOA, no stretcher, he up with the Lord (Ha)
\nAin't got a stick? Then stay off the court (Lame)
\nThese niggas be talkin’, informants, of course (Snitch)
\nPull up, send seven, like Lillard, he torched (Brrt, brrt)
\nOpp nigga cappin', he used to ride horses (What?)
\nWalk his ass down in some all-black Forces (Bitch)
\nHe wanna be savage but ain't got no sources (Nah)
\nTalkin' that gang shit, but ain't got endorsements (Lame)
\nSay he a shooter, but ain't got no corpses (What?)
\nBitch, I’m the reaper, my hands full of scorchin’ (Facts)
\nShe talkin’ 'bout love? Bitch, get that abortion (Ha)
\nIf I see a stain, just know I extort it (Mine)
\nNew opps get found, this shit never borin’ (Brrt)
\n
\n[Verse 3: Lil scoom89 & Big Azrael]
\nThem niggas out lackin', we torchin’ (Boom)
\nDid a drill in my 1’s, now my Forces creased (Damn)
\nTrap on my block, we taxin’ like priests (Ha)
\nNiggas too weak, tell ‘em go get a lease (Go)
\nAin’t spinnin’? Then fuck it, we ain't gon' force it (Nah)
\nLame-ass niggas, they goofy like Norbit (Clowns)
\nTook his lil' chain, bitch, this look like water (Flex)
\nI’m stackin' this bread just to feed my daughter (Yeah)
\nNow I got racks, I spend 'em in order (Bitch)
\nSay I’m too hot like a pot in the boiler (Ha)
\nFuck all my opps, put ‘em all in that order (Boom)
\nThem niggas cops, they workin' with lawyers (Snitch)
\nPlug out in Mexico, load from the border (Facts)
\nOne opp got wet, his shirt outta order (Drenched)
\nBad bitch from Texas, she suck me in Florida (Throat)
\nTold her one night, bitch, I can’t spoil ya (Nah)
\nMama told me that these niggas ain't for ya (She did)
\nBought me a foreign ‘cause I couldn't afford it (Skrrt)
\nUsed to be broke, now my wrist got it sorted (Ice)
\nFucked all the thots in the ‘Raq, they ain't loyal (Nah)
\n
\n[Verse 4: Big Azrael
\nHere we go, spin again (Brrt)
\nNiggas speak on the gang just to stay relevant (Pussy)
\nThis a 10 milli’, knock down an elephant (Boom)
\nAin’t jumpin’ in shit if the whip ain't tinted (Nah)
\nHe ain't no opp, he ain't got no hits (Lame)
\nFour-nick went off, now he screamin’, "I'm hit" (Boom)
\nI ain't playin’ no games, no need for a pick (Nah)
\nWhen we slidin’, a couple got clipped (Ha)
\nDon’t want that Glock if it ain't got a switch (Brrt)
\nDon’t want that bitch if she ain't suckin’ dick (Nah)
\nRap shit up, got my opps lookin' sick (Ha)
\nThe Rollie bling-blaow all on my wrist (Ice)
\n
\n[Outro: Big Azrael & Lil scoom89]
\nBitch, brrt
\nThe Rollie bling-blaow all on my wrist, ho
\nLil Azrael, yeah\n\n
