Headass Police

[Intro]
Hey, what, yuh, oh, ay
Ay, ay what the fuck, stop walking it's getting in the mic
Ay, yuh, oh, wow, ay, (Silias), what are you fucking gay?

[Verse 1: My$tik]
You a headass to the core
Always askin' me for more
Chasing the things that you cannot achieve
Internet rappers want that dream believe
Me when I say that most of them too stupid to move
Only trait about me knowing hate I cannot lose
I hate your face and i'm closer to catching a case
Posting pictures with the fuckin draco think u coo
With a fuckin squad of hitters that is how I bool
Got a few screws loose, Canada Goose
We-o we-o its the headass police
When I the bank then imma take it out my stash, so y'all just
Better bring a tank, cause now i'm going after wells, on god i'll
Pop another fuckin pilly on the regularly on the daily y'all can't save me
Cause i'm missin' both my kidneys, uhm
Slice it up, double cup
Money got traces, bullets got tracers
Might cop a new kidney, shippin' the xannies to Sydney

[Hook: My$tik]
I'm going batshit, crazy
I could just murder a baby
Lines getting longer like hoses
Gang asking me where the hoes is
Fucking with drugs for composure
Don't really care bout exposure
You a headass, you a headass, you a headass
I'm going batshit, crazy
I could just murder a baby
Lines getting longer like hoses
Gang asking me where the hoes is
Fucking with drugs for composure
Don't really care ,bout exposure
You a headass, you a headass, you a headass

[Verse 2: Cris Strife]
Special Ed bitch give me brain i'm retarded now
But I ain't nut you can say that her head ass
Yo granny took dick while that bitch was on life support
You know that I fucked dead ass
Fuck on my girlfriend then fuck on her sister
She underage but I am too
This whole verse is fuckin problematic
Fuck that imma rap about these damn tools
Postin' pictures wit da K but he ain't finna let it spray
Pull up on 'em with that killshit no MGK or
NBA i'm ballin' out the motherfuckin' frame
Bully wit a fully in the toolie in my hoodie you a lame
9/11 part 2 if i'm ever on a plane
Hiroshima part 2 if i'm yo city again
You already know its big daddy Cris show me yo titties bitch
Nuttin' again
From the perspective of an emo rapper
Pop a perc then embarrass my parents
Scream on tracks until i'm ripping my larynx
Pain and anguish all inside my lyrics
(But its fake its for my online appearance)
Claim i'm rich but all my clothes is from clearance
Ain't got no bitches cause i'm ugly as shit
But bruh i'm still finna rap about all that
Tell all these haters they can suck my dick