Nothing’s Sweet

[Intro: Murdstah]
Murdstah
Yo Murdstah
You know who this meant for
I'm lookin' at you gang, fuck you, nigga

[Verse 1: Murdstah]
Told that bitch "Get closer to the bonfire"
Hold this bitch down while I hogtie
Yeah, hold this bitch down while I hogtie her
Make Dutch, pass it around, got my lungs tight
Yeah, yo' bitch giving throat, made my jaw
Yeah, yo' bitch give me throat, got my jaw tightening
I'm a nice guy, why these niggas think I'm frightenin'?
Make him call up my stoopin' nigga, he can do fightin'
Ehhh, fuck, yuh
Fuck Putrid, nigga, we gon'... yuh
Fuck slattuhs, fuck Putrid, fuck the treason
Fuck slattuhs, fuck Putrid, niggas get indicted
Hope yall niggas take my shit for a reason
Cuz when the merch on, the hoes seem to get excited
–merch on, the hoes– the hoes– the hoes– the hoes–

[Verse 2: Jerm]
Hell yeah
Sit around and see this
Niggas copy #ReThink, it's no secret
[?] trap, [?] no need, bitch
Putrid^K, 'ever, really mean it
And I lost one, yeah, really fucked
Niggas gon' take shit, you a sewer
Nigga, turned every smiles into soaked blood
You gon' turn every smiles, got me fucked u
Free [?], yeah, bitch, and it's punchin'
And it's been #ReThink, fuck Putrid