RETURN BY DEATH!

[Intro]
Uh, uh
Yuh, yuh
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, nigga
Okay, let's go

[Verse]
I'm one of the best, nigga (Let's go)
I'm one of the best that could never do
No S on my chest, nigga (Nuh-uh)
No S on my chest, I can't save a fool
I can't save a bitch, I can't save a ho (Nah)
Beggin' for the dick, hit it once, and go (Woah-woah-woah)
If that boy think he slick, put him in the floor (Ayy)
Bangin' with a stick, with a stick, knockin' at your door (Door)
Ugh, ugh, run it back (Ayy)
Think you tough? (Ayy)
Who the fuck is you runnin' at?
Choppa poke, and it's pushin' yo' stomach back
If it's lesser, than I can't have none of that (Ah-nah-nah)
Know a lot would just to have my role (Yuh)
Bussin' off pills just to bite my smoke (Smoke)
Break a nigga down how his height's 3'4"
You need glasses, nigga, why your ho an eyesore? (Ha, ayy)
They ain't catchin' shit
Return by death how they want me to rerun it (Hahaha)
Dick too big? Well, I tell her to lean on it
Music be shitty, tell your niggas, "Be honest"
I would rather be chillin' with Bill & Mandy (Woah)
Creep at night with a stick like a vigilante
Fuck your bitch, have her quiverin' down to panties (Woah)
She gon' suck it like lolipop, fuckin' candy
Okay, okay, okay, that's enough of that
Money dance, I hit the folks
Ballin', lay it coast-to-coast (Coast-to-coast)
Niggas say I do the most
Make a banger, then I post (That's a hit)
Pop 'em up, then gone like ghost (Danny Phantom)
Money fallin', pockets boast
Spit like nerdy, it's too gross
How I do it? I don't know
Like a blizzard, I'm too cold
Gettin' icky, runny nose (Uh)
Muscle, muscle what I tote
How we kick it, taekwondo (He-yah)
Spittin' words up like I choked
Choppa jumpin' like it's stoked
Turned to nothin', he get roast
Karma comin', that's gang
You not in my recollection
Niggas biting my flows (Ayy), leave me anorexic (Yah)
If he fuck with the Mob, beat him down like TEKKEN
Lemme eat it, feel like Ralph how I'm gonna Wreck It
You can't stop me, I power on through the wreckage
Only fuckin' with money like it's a fetish (Bitch, shit)
If it's dough on his head, then I go and get it
Take him off of this earth, no other second
Oh

[Outro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) I put three to his head like her chance
Mix the Nike with Tommy, Fusion Dance
Make him shake like ants up in his pants (Ayy)
Feel like Pico, he get Blammed (Ayy)
On Friday, Funkin' on your ma'am
She take the bone, I feel like Sans
Like a student, I'ma cram
Make his limbs pop off like a skeleton (Woah)
Rolls Royce all black, full of melanin (Hey)
Ridin' with the army, only men in it (Ayy)
Know I keep my heater hand hot, only hell to give (Hell to give)
Ayy, ayy, yuh
Damn, uh