[Intro]
Kico on the track
The squad right there boy
I have a bunch of niggas that be doing lots of stuff for no reason
K on the track
[Chorus: Gully]
Got plenty partners, yeah (Ooh), and they 'bout the chopper, yeah (Bang)
Hunting for bodies, yeah (Ahh), got you leaving like packages (Bang)
They all psychotic (Yeah), they all psychotic (Ooh)
They all psychotic (Yee), they all psychotic (Bang-bang)
Got plenty partners, yeah (Bang), and they 'bout the chopper, yeah (Yeah)
Hunting for bodies, yeah (Ooh), got you leaving like packages (Yee)
They all psychotic (Yeah), they all psychotic (Bang-bang, Kico on the track)
They all psychotic (Ooh), they all psychotic, yeah (Bang-bang)
[Verse 1: Gully]
My team never been with the acting (Nah)
So no, there no Samuel Jackson (No)
They crazy like the baker active (Huh)
Ain't no moving like you stuck in traffic (Grahh)
Once they hold you back, don't know we jacking (Damn)
Mak it hurt like an attraction (Ooh)
No capping, harbor, we ain't laughing (Haa)
We come in like fed when they cracking (Ah)
Down, yeah (Ooh), all my niggas pretty loco (Boo)
Like a silence motherfucka (Ahh)
Never really test your luck brah (Ree)
Cause you will get caught with that glocka (Ahh)
Pussy nigga, wake the fuck up (Grah, K on the track)
Got your bitch ass, she a sucka (What?)
So you can see my gang fucka (For real)
Okay (Alright), alright, yeah
Watch how she really hang sucka (Ahh)
You coming with all that noise (Noise)
Put that on a guillotine, bucka (Bang)
All of my niggas be fucked up (Huh)
Like to be heavy on fucka (They are)
Cut in your body for suppa (Cah, cah)
Like they Jeffery Dahmer, fucka (Damn)
[Chorus: Gully & Ski Mask the Slump God]
Got plenty partners, yeah (Ooh), and they 'bout the chopper, yeah (Bang)
Hunting for bodies, yeah (Ahh), got you leaving like packages (Bang)
They all psychotic (Oh yeah), they all psychotic (Wah, Kico on the track)
They all psychotic (Yee), they all psychotic (Bang-bang)
Got plenty partners, yeah (Bang, bitch), and they 'bout the chopper, yeah (Wet flex, yeah)
Hunting for bodies, yeah (Ayy-ayy, water, wah), got you leaving like packages (Ayy-ayy, yee)
They all psychotic (Ooh, bitch, yeah), they all psychotic (Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, bang-bang)
They all psychotic (Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, wah), they all psychotic (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Why my wrist drenched like a comet (Ayy)
Why my weed smelling like vomit (Why my weed smelling like a)
Why I want brain like a zombie (Ewh, ewh)
Call your bitch ladder cause I'ma climb it (Pew-pew, pew)
Water that bitch just like an island (Water that bitch just a)
All my niggas they be psychotic (All my niggas they be)
Face in the pussy like I'm tired (Face in the pussy like I'm)
Just like a minivan, she gon' ride it
No pace, pace bitch, wait, wait bitch
Blueberry cake (Look at it)
Flex Alexander Great, Lebron fade away (Looking kinda strong)
This should be a shame (Hm), stick on me, no cane (Look at it)
You a sugar cane (Ya bitch), I know your bitch name, okay (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
She told me that she want to sixty nine and I told her do it like Ricky, I'ma time it, mm
She gave me sex, bitch, like a bondage
Iron be on me like a miner, okay
Bitch, what are you saying? (Wet flex), Bitch smells like a can (What is it, what is it)
Bitch dirty like me (K on the track, Smell like a ew), Bitch shaped like a xan, ayy
[Chorus: Gully]
Got plenty partners, yeah (Ooh), and they 'bout the chopper, yeah (Bang)
Hunting for bodies, yeah (Ahh), got you leaving like packages (Bang)
They all psychotic (Yeah), they all psychotic (Ooh)
They all psychotic (Yee), they all psychotic (Bang-bang)
Got plenty partners, yeah (Bang), and they 'bout the chopper, yeah (Yeah)
Hunting for bodies, yeah (Wah), got you leaving like packages (Yee)
They all psychotic (Yeah), they all psychotic (Bang)
They all psychotic (Kico on the track, wah), they all psychotic (Bang-bang)
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