Suspect

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Nigga, OYK
Word to my deads (Niggas know how we get, Eli, Weldon)
Every opp shot, Eli, Weldon

[Chorus]
I was never a victim, on bro, I'm a killer (Killer)
I'm gettin' tired of the back-and-forth drillers (Tired of the back-and-forth drillers)
That rap shit cool, but on bro, I don't feel 'em (Don't feel 'em)
I get to— I get to spinnin' his block, get realer (I get to spinnin' his block, get realer)
I run into Dudey, on bro, I'ma kill somethin' (Grrah)
He see the dreads out the ski, it's familiar
I can't entertain 'em, 'cause Dudey don't drill nothin' (Don't drill nothin')
He couldn't save Edot or none of his niggas (Word to my deads)

[Verse 1]
Like, Edot Baby, like, do you need somebody to talk to? (Edot)
And now that you dead, you seein' they love you just because they lost you (Lost you)
Like, Dudey, you know your brother was hurtin', but you gave him no one to talk to (Notti)
Knives goin' inside Notti body, that shit lookin' awful (Notti)
I was sittin' in jail, had to stare at my wall
Like, duckin' the police and all (Like, duckin' the police and all)
What you know about scrapin' your jaw?
Take the back of my mouth, put his face on the floor (Put his face on the floor)
In my cell, gotta bang on the door (Ah, ah)
You don't back out my mouth, put the blick in my drawers
That shit hurt when Lil Eli got shot (Got shot)
Nigga, he lookin' stuck, 'bout to die on that floor (Eli, Eli)
Niggas said I got beat with the what?
Nigga, you better tell 'em the truth (You better tell 'em)
You got two niggas up in your vid, pussy, I shot at both of them too (I shot at both of them too)
Better ask how we get on the Woo
Citizen pingin', we bendin' through Drew
Told BB and Chico, “I'm comin' to Fosta” ([?]K)
Run in there shotgun, now everyone moved (Nigga)
Grrah, better get out the way (Get out the way)
You know this shit real when I'm flockin' for Nay ([?] Nay Gunz)
If I flock and he drop, he cannot get away (Grrah)
If he jackin' from Lincoln, we addin' a K (K)
Start tapping my leg, nigga, call it the Dre
Niggas know how we get when we bendin' that May (LVK)
ODot Banga got punched on the train
Omelly shot, nigga thought he was safe (Word to my deads)

[Chorus]
I was never a victim, on bro, I'm a killer (I'm a killer)
I'm gettin' tired of the back-and-forth drillers (Back-and-forth drillers)
That rap shit cool, but on bro, I don't feel 'em (On bro, I don’t feel 'em)
I get to— I get to spinnin' his block, get realer (Spinnin' his block, get realer)
I run into Dudey, on bro, I'ma kill somethin'
He see the dreads out the ski, it's familiar
I can't entertain 'em, 'cause Dudey don't drill nothin'
He couldn't save Edot or none of his niggas (Or none of his niggas)

[Verse 2]
But I'ma just TP on Mel
Roscoe and Banga, like, why y'all ain't help?
Fuck it, y'all niggas keep savin' those jail times (Those jail times)
We don't gotta kill 'em, they killin' themselves (OYK)
And I don't wanna hear about no drill shit
AJ Wvttz, nigga, he got the belt (Got beat with the-)
AJ Wvttz, he got put in that cell (AJ Wvttz, he got put in that-)
AJ Wvttz, he got beat in that jail (Word to my deads)
You put your life on the line for the O's? (For the O's?)
Nigga, you ain't do enough (Just be cappin')
I give a fuck if that nigga ain't bro
If he on the Hill, nigga, he better duck ([?])
Like, Hamilton ain't far
Like, I take a bike or I hop out a truck (Hop out a truck)
Like, I throw the flag on like I was a cuz
If I forty-eight him, then everyone fucked (Grrah, grrah, boom)
All the bros got snapped
I was outside with my gun on my doley (On my doley)
It ain't nothin' to get you a stoley ([?])
It be better you don't got no Co-D's (Don't got no Co-D's)
Like, do you know how it feel
When you in the back of that cell with your brodies?
And you know that you 'bout to come home, only thing you could do is leave brodies that pokey (Grrah, grrah, boom)

[Chorus]
I was never a victim, on bro, I'm a killer (On bro, I'm a killer)
I'm gettin' tired of the back-and-forth drillers (Word to my deads)
That rap shit cool, but on bro, I don't feel 'em (Eli)
I get to— I get to spinnin' his block, get realer (Weldon)
I run into Dudey, on bro, I'ma kill somethin' (Eli)
He see the dreads out the ski, it's familiar (Weldon)
I can't entertain 'em, 'cause Dudey don't drill nothin' (Eli)
He couldn't save Edot or none of his niggas (Weldon)

[Outro]
(He couldn't save Edot or none of his niggas)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah