2077

[Chorus]
Big clip out the ride, rip out your spine
Bitch, I buss back, lift his body then he die
Never really want click clack 'til ya whole clique whacked
It's a fact, put a body in the sky
What's that? Touchback? Well you got that
Rucksack fulla mags for the contact
One splat, get clapped, never come back
Better back up 'fore your ass with a toe tag
Blap! Blap! Blap!
In the back of the 'Lac, where I go, where I go?
With the MAC on my lap, I know, I know
You was askin' for that, times up, times up
Leave a mag in your back, psycho, psycho
I'm G-O-D
Now a couple hoes wanna be on me
I got heat on me, with my D-O-G's
I go C-O-D
But this a pricey fit so don't bleed on me

[Interlude]
Primary Feature - Automated target, autonomous shooting capabilities. Please choose one of two operating modes. "Stone cold killer". Adjusting settings. Selected mode: Stone cold killer. Happy slaughtering

[Verse]
I spit killer shit like my Glocky do
I might hit ya bitch when I pop at you
You better get a grip 'fore my dogs are loose
They might hit a lick, they might bark at you
I might sip a bit while she off a bean
Never really got what I'm offering
Hit him in his top if he talkin' sweet
You know talk is cheap so I charge a fee

[Chorus]
Big clip out the ride, rip out your spine
Bitch, I buss back, lift his body then he die
Never really want click clack 'til ya whole clique whacked
It's a fact, put a body in the sky
What's that? Touchback? Well you got that
Rucksack fulla mags for the contact
One splat, get clapped, never come back
Better back up 'fore your ass with a toe tag
Blap! Blap! Blap!
In the back of the 'Lac, where I go, where I go?
With the MAC on my lap, I know, I know
You was askin' for that, times up, times up
Leave a mag in your back, psycho, psycho
I'm G-O-D
Now a couple hoes wanna be on me
I got heat on me, with my D-O-G's
I go C-O-D
But this a pricey fit so don't bleed on me