#KOODA

Got the unit in the whip
And we hit them till they bleed
With my nose on the streets
I'm a dog to these geese
I been a masked murderer
Maskked like a burglar
Body they command
Gon' pound it in their vertebrae
Bullets, bullets, bullets
Push a bullet now they leaking blood out his ass slow, on the wall, watch him, see for good
Mama runnin' out "that's my baby"
When we leave the hood
Now we kkountin back
My 380 must've hit him good

Blood splatter on my timberlands
This is mortal combat and my animals will finish him
Return to shadows, spark to sin is just a synonym
Busty old rappers boutta get themselves we sendin' em

Street lights flashing when we hitting these streets
As we roll through the dark like a pack of zombies
I got names on my bullets and some coke and my weed
So my eyes wide open like you scared of what you see? Uh

Chill with Charlie uh
Cheddar like bob Marley uh
Lift their top up like a white gurl at a Marty Gras
Now they coughing up
Bitch we shoot their coffin up
Hole in face bigger than the kkalamari uh