Leave the opps hung slipknot, slipknot (Yeah)
Put em' on a cross tie the knot, tie the knot (Aye)
Pull up to the spot and they jaws straight drop (What?)
Whipping a Camaro t tops without the top
Ima make em' drop
Drop, drop, drop (Bah bah)
Pull up to the block
Pop, pop, pop (Yeah)
You call 9-11 (Aye)
I say fuck the cops (What?)
Send yo ass to Heaven (Aye)
In yo grave you rot
Bitch I tote the straps (Aye)
Blow yo bitches back (Yeah)
Drop a couple racks on the motha fuckin' whip
My mind is kinda foggy I been tending to forget
And I love to rock out Ima fuckin' misfit
Leave the opps hung slipknot, slipknot (Yeah)
Put em' on a cross tie the knot, tie the knot (Aye)
Pull up to the spot and they jaws straight drop (What?)
Whipping a Camaro t tops without the top
Ima make em' drop
Drop, drop, drop (Bah bah)
Pull up to the block
Pop, pop, pop (Yeah)
You call 9-11 (Aye)
I say fuck the cops (What?)
Send yo ass to Heaven (Aye)
In yo grave you rot
Rot yeah in yo fuckin grave bitch (Aye)
Why you wanna play with me you know that I'm insane bitch (What?)
Gave his ass a halo but I never play them games bitch
Look the motha fucka' in his eyes then it's bang bitch
Bang bang
When I blow his damn brains
Two-faced ghost face creeping with the damn blade
Engrave the motha fucka's name in the cellophane
Propane in my fucking veins I can feel the rage
Close range shooting Ima leave em' all deranged
Rearranged bitch
I can feel the pain when I'm sane it's the same bitch
Twisted in my brain if I aim it then it's bang bitch
Bang bitch