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