Take An L

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
Why you wanna fuck with a psychopath? (psychopath)
With all the tools in his bag but a Michael mask (Michael mask)
Promise this ain't no game (no game)
Legit, off-balance, we are not the same (not the same)
Halloween, stop and come follow me
Grab the magazine, that's chopper dichotomy (dichotomy)
When it comes to revenge I'm a prodigy
Want to take me out? I'll be waiting at Hallowbleed (Hallowbleed)
Nobodies talk shit, can't back it up (back it up)
We the mob, that's like kids tryin’ to tackle us (tackle us)
Bring a storm, you'll be lost like Gilligan
Bitches takin' L's, Kentucky to Michigan

[Chorus: Bukshot & Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (causе I can)
They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with mе?" 'Cause I can (cause I can)
Got hitters and The Mob on deck, protect (protect)
Got mercs on the books, cash your checks like (like)
Yeah! You 'bout to catch hell, dawg
Yeah! You 'bout to take an L, dawg

[Skit 1: Bukshot]
Hey yo! These motherfuckers ain't winning, dawg! Y'all thought you was on top! Shit! Fuck outta here! Deadman speak on it!

[Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
So what they know about the dead? Stay blessed
Our code doesn't know and we're livin' the best
I'm the epitome of death so they get no rest
Born like a shadow out the shade, you gon' catch a fade
You'll get caught up in the raid and the rapture of the shotgun shell
As we put 'em out to pasture (yeah)
Been talkin' that talk without the walk
Ain't got a clue about them killers, how we stalking, what we do to get the W
Bring the drama to your whole fam (whole fam)
Army full of GOATs got you in a jam, squeeze 'em all is the plan
Serve them all the L on a platter (on a platter)
Them bitches need to stop with the chatter
Take an L

[Chorus: Bukshot & Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can)
They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can)
Got hitters and The Mob on deck, protect (protect)
Got mercs on the books, cash your checks like (like)
Yeah! You 'bout to catch hell, dawg
Yeah! You 'bout to take an L, dawg

[Skit 2: Bukshot]
You know what they call someone who will drop anybody, any place, anytime? On the drop of a dime? It's an Anybody Killa. This some Drive-By shit!

[Verse 3: Anybody Killa]
Warned you to backen up your eye, call me Killa bitch, I'm crazy
Stabbing at your heartstrings, cut you up like hazy
Acting hella devilish, The Entity is coming
The evil has you worried, something wicked got you running
We underground so everyday we looking like a demon
If you know me then you know how I be every Hallow-season
Wolfing out with my braids loose, growling at the anger
Talking like it’s funny, gonna put you in some danger
Lookin' out through a scope, about to hit you where it hurts
A bloody situation you can't clean when it squirts
Murder murder kill kill if you hating like a bitch
Flop your ghost in the river, have you sleeping with the fish

[Chorus: Bukshot & Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can)
They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can)
Got hitters and The Mob on deck, protect (protect)
Got mercs on the books, cash your checks like (like)
Yeah! You 'bout to catch hell, dawg
Yeah! You 'bout to take an L, dawg