hands up in class

[Intro]
Yo!

[Chorus]
Should I put him in the dirt?
Put him in a hearse?
Put him in a verse?
Maybe oughta stick to putting in this work
Is it really wrong to kill him if I know I wouldn’t hurt?
What’s the word?
Should I put him in the earth?
Should I put him in the dirt?
Put him in a hearse?
Put him in a verse?
Maybe oughta stick to putting in this work
Is it really wrong to kill him if I know I wouldn’t hurt?
What’s the word?

[Verse]
Motherfucker is it pertinent?
Money going vert don’t make it virtuous
People want the perks without the work for it
Every time I try and ride a high, there seems to be turbulence
If I ever take a L better earn it and learn from it
Never seen or heard a wit, no hurting it
I been smoking down the ounces like the pound a single serving
Light the spliff like it’s worth it
Injun look like a Sherm head, but that’s just one third of the Cerberus
Long hair, Sam's Son, maybe Berkowitz, murderous urges
I’m naughty by nature and I nurture it
Honestly it’s sacred geometry on your block when I circle it
Merk a blunt when I merk a bitch
I hear birds chirping every time I curve a bitch (chirp chirp)
Sage and ganja on my body, I’m a herb- herb- herbalist
Revolutionary revelations occurred to him
Think this shit revolve around you?
Baby, I’m Copernicus or maybe Galileo, ayo, heyo from the halo to the laymen and the lame-o’s
Best believe I’m off the chain and off the cane, I'm more than able
Killing witnesses the only way I know to get the case closed
Chef Boyardee when I whip in the kitchen my wrist a tornado
Wrist wrist wrist
Swagger OD, y’all need a raincoat for this drip drip drip
People more ungrateful than great, tisk tisk tisk
Bitch, I’m Chauncey, don’t forget the 666
I just stumbled out a k-hole into rainbows
Now I’m counting more pesos than Bezos
Still got the draco for the feds like it’s Waco (pop pop pop pop)
Cops getting popped on the rez, opps getting dropped on the reg (pop pop pop pop)
No, I’m not talking with feds, they just get shot in the head and face
I let it spray then let us pray for better days
I, hopped out of bed like, let’s get some head today, nah, let’s get ahead today
Let’s get some bread today
I’m off my meds today just to meditate
Shawty got that lemonade
She like my pen and she like how I penetrate, let me regulate
Feel like Solange, I hit the J and then elevate
I won’t ever hate or hesitate
You can’t tap out when I got the strap out, baby, we ain’t MMA
My head just finna show you what a feather weigh

[Chorus]
Should I, put him in the dirt?
Put him in a hearse?
Put him in a verse?
Maybe oughta stick to putting in this wor- or- ork
Is it really wrong to kill him if I know it wouldn’t hur- ur- urt?
What’s up, what’s the word?