456 (FREESTYLE)

[Intro: Lu]

Yeah

[Verse 1: Lu & Pouya]

Dont try me, I'll make Spider come get you

Testin' your luck, make the reaper come kiss you

Red dot on his forehead like a Hindu (Yuh)

Body her son and hand mama the tissues (Yuh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Pouya]

Pull up with a mask and Glock, ready or not

Body drop, bloody tank top, it's a face-off

Fuckboy, you should've never quit your day job

Had your bitch screamin' like, "Hey, ya" on her day off

[Verse 3: Kxllswxtch & Terror Reid]

Hey, y'all

Southern aliens comin' from outer space, ho

Brass knuckles equipped on me just to break jaws

"S" right to your chest like Clark Kent, but I'm talkin' Smith & Wess', though (Ay)

[Verse 4: Terror Reid]

Ay, two, three, to thе four, you are now rocking with the G.O.A.T.​

I be talkin' mad shit, lеt me clear my throat

Never know where I'm about to go

Wrap it up, punk bitch, make it pretty, with a bow

[Verse 5: Lu & Pouya]

I got my ego back, look like Encino Man

Fly as an eagle, it should be illegal, man

I'm with your bitch and we off an amino tab

Light-skin bitch color of cappuccino, man, yeah (Yuh, yuh)

[Verse 6: Pouya]

Bitch suck dick, almost made me fall in love

Steel-toe boots had me jumpin' out the mud

Like Kiddo in Kill Bill, ten years, I'm still real

The real deal, Baby Bone blew a few mil', yuh

[Verse 7: Kxllswxtch & Terror Reid]

What's up? Feel like 50 with the motherfuckin' vest on

Deftones, fill the house up with some flies, uh

Got bounties on my head like I'm Trigun

Try me, let it spray like some Lysol (Uh, uh)

[Verse 8: Terror Reid]

Comin' up from the below

Ceelo in the bus got my pockets deeper than the sea floor

Hella neat, though, in the sheet with a cheap ho

Makin' jaws drop by the way that I free throw