COFFIN

[Verse 1: Bloodhound Lil Jeff]
I got a Glock with a switch and a Drac'
If yo' ass tweakin', you get shot in the face
Spinnin' on opps, and they know we don't play
We scratch off the scene, left him DOA
We runnin' him down, you know we gon' finish him
Niggas sneak diss, they throwin' subliminals
Woof on the 'net, that's some internet criminals
[?] , I'd rather just get with them
I'm at your door, and I'm at yo' mama crib
You play with me, you get splat with them Draco shells
Niggas be tough, in real life they be sweet as hell
I put shit up, and I send niggas straight to hell
I'm up in that loft, fuck 12, I can't go to jail
Put lil cuz on yo' ass, and watch how that .40 spit
Niggas be [?] until they ass [?]
Red tips to the top, pull his shit like a banana peel
High speed on the Jakes, too fast, I done wrapped the wheel
Real 7.62, King Drac' too slime for real
Put the K to this face if he say he holdin' racks for real
Or I might rob a rapper that just signed a record deal

[Verse 2: JB Binladen]
Shoot a nigga up in his shit, you know we get
Take me a fuck nigga kit just 'cause he a bitch
Drac' with a switch on the back the nick'
But I know that bitch gon' kick
[?], nah, I ain't tryna kick
All through the Raq, ride with Drac's and switches
Way-way back had [?] and kicks
Niggas ain't that, they straight bitches
Glock go, "Ftftftftftftftft", straight switches
BHB spin in the Benz rentless
You caught a blessin', lil nigga, you privileged
The block got some hitters and they don't be missin'
They real trencherous up in the trenches
COVID been over, still keepin' my distance
We'll get up with you, don't forget it (Bitch)
Don't get put in a coffin

[Verse 3: BloodHound Q50]
That lil legshot, it wasn't shit
I jump out, when I shoot, I don't miss
Yo' homie he dead, he restin' in piss
When I be out here, it's 50 in the switch
I catch me a Y, know I'm gon' finish him
If you get caught, just know you gon' die with him
Fingers be itchin', I advise don't go live with me
If you wanna bite, just come get outside with me
If you wanna bite, just come get outside
I jump out the whip, they duckin' and divin'
And bail out the whip, you know it's your time
And niggas be bitches, they shootin' inside
Should get out the whip and go catch you a some'
I ain't never been the type of nigga that run from nothin'
They mention they [?]
Nigga, go pick yo' brudda up, bitch
Now that's disrespect, fuck 95, new pack comin' next
Run up, get close, I'ma do it the best
Can't forget about Jeff, like Toppers and Step
Nah, fuck that, we Lil Jeff and Quale
[?]
Got a 50 and a Drac', and they won't kiss and tell
I shoot 'til they clean, make that bitch hit your grill, gang

[Outro: BloodHound Q50]
On foe'nem, y'all know how the fuck bleed, man
Squad shit, Splat Gang shit
You niggas can't fuck with us
Y'all heard folks, you can't beat us nor see us
Gang shit
Ight, play that over, let me hear me