Lyrics
Black suit and a black mask bitch here to
Cause problems not here to fight crime, hoooh
You don't wanna see what's in my backpack
Give a veteran flashbacks leave a body outlined
Walk barefoot through a field full of land mines rounds in the clip
That will eat your whole bloodline hungry for the money bout to cut
The whole lunch line got models
Takin lines to the face thats a punch line
Feel like agent all my Doors need an eye scan
Feelin paranoid Keep 2 clips on the nightstand
Sick of everybody always thinkin im a nice man
I'll rob your money buy a plane and fly to Thailand
Been up for days
Get the fuck out my face
Your bitch hit my line she slide to my place
We Know you can't hang
So Come meet your fate
One hit from the blunt make you fly into space
Rounds from the choppa leave you lookin like spongebob
Hell dog cartel cuttin bricks with a bonesaw
Pistol on hip Arthur Morgan im an outlaw
Got a problem im a doctor bout to make a house call
Sliver like a snake severus
Bitch i lean when i bust
Headshot clean when I rush
Tire screech kickin up dust
Pull up to the bank
When I walk inside that motha fucka everybody know my name
We are not the same
You ain't stand for nothing go seppuku
Motha fuckas watch you fall upon your blade, yuh
Poison in the clip we gonna aim it at your head
My Middle finger to the world dont give a fuck about a bitch
Got a couple killas in the clique
Better go and sew on up your lips Instead of fuckin talking shit
Mvko tha drako
Stack up my bankroll
Lean in my faygo
I'm getting fucked up
Where did the day go
Im out in Waco
Ima keep on pushin till i get my halo
Stickin round the flame like a blacksmith
Your bitch room smell like cat piss
She gonna move my dick around her lips like chapstick
Givin her the dick then its back to the labyrinth
Black shoes and a all black fit
Mothafuckas thinking they could fuck with JMattson
Classic
Known to roll a blunt and never pass it
Wax hit put me in a mothafucking casket
I'm on the move and I stay with a bad bitch
Pussy mothafucka catch a fat lip
Actin gonna get you caught up in the action
Talkin like you with the shit but silent when it happen whoa
Don't call me your bro
Stupid motherfucker why you coming back for mo?
Torture methods imma have to dig em up a hole
And when I'm done with em the body unidentifiable
Fuck out the way bitch
I'm out the matrix
Suicidal thoughts
But somehow I made it
Run out the bank with
Uncounted payments
I'm a nice guy til I run out of patience
Whipping in the honda bruh
These bitches wanna follow us
They tryna fuck and swallow nuts
I'm headed to andromeda
You talkin shit anonymous
It doesn't even bother us
I turn up like the volume does
Bitch boy talking online think it's
Fun til he find out I'm the wrong one
Imma catch him lacking me and Mvko beat
His ass until the mothafucking song done