Smack blood and skull fragments outcha face Clap snubs at your mother's casket walking out of her wake BONG! Young Pesci Fucko, come test me Fake your suicide the same way they hung Epstein My bitch bad Look like she just came out of a wet dream Punch you in your face, make your head scream Infrared beams We get cream Overdosed then stamp the baggie with the dead fiend Coked up, like the '86 Mets team Howie sold heroin & cocaine fishscale (Facts) And even tho he's dead his name it still ring bells It's all gravy All Gucci Fuck Guiliani Tuck the UZI on me Getting toppy from Suzy probably Ayo lemme get a loosie ahki Bitches gimme brain Super sloppy Posted with the Luger like who could stop me? (who could stop me?) Hollow tips will bruise your body (Brat!) My connect speak Yugoslavi Break them bricks in half like he knew karate You thought your shooter shot me But I shot your shooter And used his body as a human piñata at Cuchi's party Right in the middle of Coney Island wilin' Holdin' the 9 It's the grimiest rhymer My diamonds shining It's blinding I'm in O'Dwyer Gardens Baggin' up coke From the brick Loading the 5th Lightning up that coconut piff Only a hoe nigga dies over a bitch I'll skull fuck that gunther until she choke on my dick These dudes rap about the shit that I live Never came out the crib I son rappers Duke you came out my rib (Right here) Rearrange all your jibs You'll collide with the floor I'll stop your fucking cheekbone Out the side of your jaw Amongst the weed smoke clouds and white mountains of raw I debo clowns in dialects that violate the law (Yeah) I speak Indian dope and Bolivian coke Speak fluent Colombian when I'm slitting your throat These dudes will hang themself just give 'em the rope It's FUCK YOUR motherfucking LYFE duke I'll spit on the pope These dudes trippin' off the shit that we wrote from years ago And now we even iller than before (Motherfucker)