BUZZSAW

[Intro]
Fire up the buzzsaw
Fire up the buzzsaw

[Hook]
Who’s this, frontin’ with the tough talk? (Who’s this?)
I’m pissed, I can’t even trust y’all
Make hits, all of y’all sleep on (Slept)
Talk shit, fire up the buzzsaw

[Post-Chorus]
Wear my stains on my all white shirt
That boy spits flame so my-
Fire up the buzzsaw
Wear my stains on my all white shirt
That boy spits flame so my throat might hurt

[Verse 1]
Aye
Wear my stains on my all white shirt
That boy spits flame so my throat might hurt
Any bitch I could see is the one I fuck first
I said “Tight pussy” and she said “Tight verse”
I don’t wanna kill, but the pot been stirred
Smoke up, loud good, you could swear you heard
I don’t make moves lil’ bitch, I swerve
And you’d prolly summon someone if this track reversеd
Said you was a killer, but you just a bitch
Come back when you a millimеtre close to death
Trappin’ so I see my homies hold that spliff
‘Cause I know a few and you ain’t wanna test their hip
Motherfucker wants beef, so we cook that
She sayin’ that she love me, but that won’t last
From a place where you keep a piece in the waistband
At the very least, wanna watch your neck man (Ah!)

[Hook]
Who’s this, frontin’ with the tough talk?
I’m pissed, I can’t even trust y’all (No)
Make hits, all of y’all sleep on
Talk shit, fire up the buzzsaw
Who’s this, frontin’ with the tough talk?
I’m pissed, I can’t even trust y’all
Make hits, all of y’all sleep on
Talk shit, fire up the buzzsaw

[Post-Chorus]
Ain’t the motherfucker that you wanna provoke
A lot of people that applaud but still-
Fire up the buzzsaw
Ain’t the motherfucker that you wanna provoke
A lot of people that applaud but still-
Fire up the buzzsaw
Ain’t the motherfucker that you wanna provoke
A lot of people that applaud but still-
Fire up the buzzsaw
Ain’t the motherfucker that you wanna provoke
A lot of…
Hol’ up

[Verse 2]
Ain’t the motherfucker that you wanna provoke
A lot of people that applaud but still hate on the low
I got a pot full of frauds that I heat on the stove
And got a song full of bars that’ll season ‘em, so
We steady steamin’ ‘em slow
She see my semen and go
“Why don’t you skeet down throat
And we can stream it for show
Or even film it like pros”
I seen this scene though, for sure
And I ain’t simpin’ for hoes
‘Cause man I been there befo’ (Real shit)
I ain’t never put my homies under some damn bitch (Nah)
You corny motherfuckers beg to be on my shit
You ain’t tough little fucker, you ain’t felt hardships
You ain’t caught a bad vibe and then caught hard fists
I was livin’ in the trap at the age of six (Goddamn)
So you better think twice ‘fore you front with that stick
But I been on a mission just to make dope shit
Even all my haters will admit to it (Woo)

[Hook]
Who’s this, frontin’ with the tough talk?
I’m pissed, I can’t even trust y’all
Make hits, all of y’all sleep on
Talk shit, fire up the buzzsaw
Who’s this, frontin’ with the tough talk?
I’m pissed, I can’t even trust y’all
Make hits, all of y’all sleep on
Talk shit, fire up the-
Fire up the buzzsaw

[Outro]
Fire up the buzzsaw
Fire up the buzzsaw