SPLINTER
Uh-huh (uh-huh)
Uh-huh, huh, oh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Yeah!
I'm a rat killer, shredder, the Master Splinter (okay)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (uh-huh)
Rat killer, Shredder, the Master Splinter (huh?)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' cluckin' (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' cluckin' (yeah)
Go apeshit, I shoot up your house, I do not party (okay)
Doot-doot-doot, like we playin' Baby Sharkie (wassup?)
Search yo' dead body, take the car keys off car keys (huh?)
I'm speedin' out yo' driveway, bottom ocean where I'm parkin' (ha-ha)
Rat killer, hunnid dollar the billa (what?)
Pull up at yo' crib and delete you 'cause I'm a sinner (what?)
Rat killer, take yo' family witcha (what?)
Make 'em all fight to death and then kill the winner (okay)
You better duck-duck like we playin' Duck Hunt (boom-boom)
You get your lung punched, tell me when the fun's up (suck outta here)
I got my pump pumped right up in the front-front (skrrt)
Leave you slump-slumped, talkin' like some blunt dust (boom-boom)
Heard you big homie but you pussy (fuck outta here)
You ain't callin' shots on your block, you a rookie (no-no)
I'm cookin' crack rock to a cookie (work)
Got them bunkers on my sleeve like I wiped a boogie (splash)
I'm a rat killer (boom), heard you a Master Splinter (work)
Somebody gotta pay to put your face up in a blender (bitch)
I'm a crack dealer (mula) servin' your lil' sister (work)
Use your motherfuckin' bladder if I wanna paint a picture (yeah, Sleezy)
I'm a rat killer, Shredder, the Master Splinter (okay)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (wassup?)
Rat killer, Shredder, the Master Splinter (huh?)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em? (What?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' clucking (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em? (What?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' clucking (yeah)
Uh-huh, huh, oh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Yeah!
I'm a rat killer, shredder, the Master Splinter (okay)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (uh-huh)
Rat killer, Shredder, the Master Splinter (huh?)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' cluckin' (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' cluckin' (yeah)
Go apeshit, I shoot up your house, I do not party (okay)
Doot-doot-doot, like we playin' Baby Sharkie (wassup?)
Search yo' dead body, take the car keys off car keys (huh?)
I'm speedin' out yo' driveway, bottom ocean where I'm parkin' (ha-ha)
Rat killer, hunnid dollar the billa (what?)
Pull up at yo' crib and delete you 'cause I'm a sinner (what?)
Rat killer, take yo' family witcha (what?)
Make 'em all fight to death and then kill the winner (okay)
You better duck-duck like we playin' Duck Hunt (boom-boom)
You get your lung punched, tell me when the fun's up (suck outta here)
I got my pump pumped right up in the front-front (skrrt)
Leave you slump-slumped, talkin' like some blunt dust (boom-boom)
Heard you big homie but you pussy (fuck outta here)
You ain't callin' shots on your block, you a rookie (no-no)
I'm cookin' crack rock to a cookie (work)
Got them bunkers on my sleeve like I wiped a boogie (splash)
I'm a rat killer (boom), heard you a Master Splinter (work)
Somebody gotta pay to put your face up in a blender (bitch)
I'm a crack dealer (mula) servin' your lil' sister (work)
Use your motherfuckin' bladder if I wanna paint a picture (yeah, Sleezy)
I'm a rat killer, Shredder, the Master Splinter (okay)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (wassup?)
Rat killer, Shredder, the Master Splinter (huh?)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em? (What?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' clucking (ha-ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em? (What?)
Show your niggas chickens but ain't motherfuckin' clucking (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Hg James, James Carlo Giorgio Cocozza
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Other Album Tracks
- NECK BRACE
- INFERIOR
- DRAINO (feat. Denzel Curry)
- THE GIVE UP
- THRESH
- SPLINTER
- MINIMIZYA (feat. IDK)
- THE BALLOONS
- SOUL BURN
- 16 TOES
All Album Tracks: CITY MORGUE, VOL. 2: AS GOOD AS DEAD (DELUXE) >
Altri album
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