(Playas never-) I- I- I've got corners in Gentilly (you did good, $lick)
Where we slang that Millie Bobby Brown
(It's a smash!) Never been on trial
'Cause the bodies wasn't ever found (heard you)
Tippin' to the feds, mane
Must be off your meds, mane
One less snitch in the gang
That's a net gain
It's the pimp player, money maker
Body layer, say a prayer
Hoe stackin', pistol packin'
White boy with the permed hair
Choppa sprizzay, what the biz say
I just brought a cold front
To the sizzouth, gold mizzouth
Iced out like a storefront
$lick spit that mack shit
Make the track hit
Ain't no time for a whack bitch
Unless the mouth sick
Face down in the mattress
Make that back dip
Make her fuck like an actress
In a porno flick
Ride off in a Benz thang
Took off with no trace
Psychopathic with that nine, mane
I might catch a case
Mask on or the mask off
It don't make no difference
'Cuz I slide with them (killas), mane
They don't leave a witness
Heard you tippin' to the feds, mane
Must be off your meds, mane
Pissin' in his pants
When I put that chrome to his head, mane
Leave him dead, mane
Saved his boys some head pain
One less snitch in the gang
That's a net gain
Bet, mane (North!)
Heard it was that Anna you was checkin' for (Northside!)
Ruger, choppa, semi (North!)
What the fuck I need a vest for? (Northside!)
(North!) Have them hoes tweaking like a despo (Northside!)
Smokin' on a blizzunt (North!)
While this jizzunt make that neck go (Northside!)
Damn, bro (North!)
Wetto beat them boys like a guerilla pimp (Northside!)
Never simp (North!)
Bring your beef to God because I'm heaven-sent (Northside!)
(North!) Talk that playa shit
Hoes they circumvent (Northside!)
Shoutout Project Pat (North!)
Mista don't play and I been learnin' since (Northside!)
(Killa, killa)
I get high off that motherfucking
(Killa, killa)
Wetto ride like a motherfucking
(Killa, killa)
Down to die for my motherfucking
(Killa, killa)
My hoes they bi, but they say I got that (killa)
Bitch, I'm Angola-bound
Goin' down to the Southside of the lake
Ridin' 'round town
Plottin' on whose shit I'm 'bout to take
If it's fake, I'ma sell it
If it's real, I'ma sell it
Outside of the Lexus forest green
I know you jealous
Born a warlord
Out the Ward of the Seventh
All these deadly sins
I think the fifth made me a felon
Beggin' for Armageddon
I got eleven virgins
Waitin' for me in heaven
Bitch, I ain't stressin'
Pimp a bitch just because
Blanco never need a reason, hoe
Never tell these hoes a secret
Unless you wanna leak it, hoe
Seen a ghost but I was puffin' piff up in the mirror
You want smoke?
Fit you in a coffin
Then I'll say it clearer
I- I- I got corners in Gentilly
Where we slang that Millie Bobby Brown
Never been on trial
'Cause the bodies wasn't ever found
That's how we do 'em down South
Bayou style
Feed the gators when them rats start running wild
Tryna bite my style
(7th) I- I- I got skulls floating in the swamp (7th Ward, 7th)
I got bones covered up in moss (7th Ward, 7th)
Blanco burnin' up a fuckin' cross (7th Ward, 7th)
All my demons know who's fuckin' boss (7th Ward)
Oo-wee-oo, who are you? (7th)
Ruby Rougarou (7th Ward)
Holla "Hootie hoo!" (7th)
When you see them boys in baby blue (7th Ward, 7th)
Oo-wee-oo, who are you? (Bla- Bla-)
Blanco in a coupé (7th Ward)
Uzi out the roof rainin' bullets (7th)
Pew pew pew pew pew
(Killa, killa)
I get high off that motherfuckin'
(Killa, killa)
Blanco ride like a motherfuckin'
(Killa, killa)
Down to die for my motherfuckin'
(Killa, killa)
My hoes they bi, but they say I got that
(Killa, killa, killa)
(Killa, killa, killa)
(Killa, killa, killa)
(Killa, killa, killa)