Silent Death

[Verse: Chase Fetti]
Y'all know me (what's up nigga?), Rick Hyde what's poppin' nigga?
Ay, you know what's up, nigga, uh
I put three on every ten I cop
Chain smoke look like some Hookah when you in the spot
I'm really in them blocks
Fuck you doing on my Ave if you ain't finna shop? (What's up nigga?)
If you ain't stay up off my path mark, I'm sending shots
We could beef like niggas don't fuck with swine (Uhuh)
I believe that the world is mine they keep saying its perfect time for me to black out (Black out)
These shells look like fries nigga don't make me pull this mac out
Feel like Shaq with the back-down
Ay nigga since we talking beef I got mad cows
Nigga I'm a cash cow it's bulletproofs and straps 'round
I swore I was rich the first time a nigga cashеd out
I sold a hundred bricks and you still struggling with that pack, how? How? (Nigga, look)
Don't quit yo day job, my Texas bitch head so good I call hеr "Face Mob"
I don't take no days off (nah), this AMG looking like a motherfucking racecar
Suck a dick pussy nigga I hate y'all

[Verse: Rick Hyde]
Ok the money got me feeling like I'm seven-five
Every time I write a verse feel like I'm sellin' pies
We put niggas in the hearses if you need a ride
Have you lookin' like you Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky
The revolution gon' be televised
Every time you get on wax or on a camera you start tellin' lies
Two peezy's I call em' Nina Sky, 'cause they both go for the high or I could break em' down like eighty-nine
My nigga you don't show a wavy sign
All these rappers doing nothing for the culture with these lazy lines
My young nigga love the baby nine (Woo)
That's yo' ass he catch you smoking like you baby brine
The work was strong enough to take a five (Whip, whip)
I'm stepping on it like Omega sign (whip, whip), anything that make a pie
My children understated better when I say "Goodbye"
I make sure I'll send them hundreds to my baby ma', huh

[Verse: Trap Jefe]
Fuckin' on the fuzz spent nine thousand in Saks Fifth
All I copped was black pants and black kicks
Bitch you had to stunt like Jackie Chan doing backflips
Hate will get the cash to 808 in the casket
Nigga, we don't cash out the same (Cash!)
When braising in the spot my cash out insane
I might see out then go cash out the range
I might pop a Perc tryna max' out the pain nigga