歌词
作词 : Jay-P Gallo/Vinicius Sosa/Junius Rogers/Jeremy Schafer
作曲 : Jay-P Gallo/Vinicius Sosa/Junius Rogers/Jeremy Schafer
{Intro}
Yung Germ
{Verse 1: ZillaKami}
Waitin' for that boy, preparing drop kicks
Light the matches, burning 'em's an option
N1ggas put they heads down when I pop in
Can't see where I was like a n1gga in the mud
Equivalent to twenty lashes, modern day
Five punches to the face is on your dinner plate
Go into the backyard, n1gga, dig your grave
Soften up the dirt, prepare to get murked
Pain, pain, pus*y, gangbang
Insane rage, need a pay raise
Sell crack, Xans, fentanyl
Take your dr*gs, kiddo, they will make you grow up tall
Cigarettes startin' to make a mother****er coug
Not even my bitch can get a mother****er of
Pull up to the party, n1ggas actin' like I'm soft
I'ma stab that nigga 'til they ****ing pull me off
{Chorus: ZillaKami & SosMula}
Mud got the boy in the box
Flies fly around him while he rots
Winter preserves him in the cold
Covered up in ****ing black mol
Mud got the boy in the box
Flies fly around him while he rots
Winter preserves him in the cold (Ah, ah)
Covered up in ****ing black mol
{Verse 2: SosMula}
What you know 'bout catchin' bodies in that turf war? (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
What you know 'bout catchin' bodies in that real war? (Bop-bop-bop)
Ah, we throwin' bodies off the third floor (Vyoom)
Ah, I hit your body with the Mossberg (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
Ah, moshpit on the block, ah
Moshpit on our opps (Ewok, Ewok), moshpit on the cops (Ewok, Ewok)
Ah, cartridge with the stocks
Heartless with the opps, park bench, he was shot (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
Ah, I can't die before my time go (No-no, no-no)
Rocket launchers like I'm RondoNumbaNine, though (Boom, boom)
Big Glock nine in my NUMBER (N)INE clothes (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
We skip stop signs, driving with my eyes closed (Vyoom-vyoom-vyoom)
{Chorus: ZillaKami}
Mud got the boy in the box
Flies fly around him while he rots
Winter preserves him in the cold
Covered up in ****ing black mol
Mud got the boy in the box
Flies fly around him while he rots
Winter preserves him in the cold
Covered up in ****ing black mol