Subtraction
Yuh
Yeah Yeahhh
Yeah, yeah
Hating mothafucka's tryna hit up my line
They tryna steal up my sauce, they tryna kill up my vibe
If it ain't make me money it's a waste of my time
You better get out my face before my nine blows your mind
They want me dead
They want me in the dirt, and
Shawty over here, she wants to take another shirt
I put my mind to it, and then I get to work
And if y'all try to get in the way, I'll put you in a hearse
Fuck it, toolie, on my side
I got bands, for my, guys
Catch you, lacking, you gon' die
Quick subtraction, between the, eyes
Boom boom boom, I'll murk you all
Blood stains all up on the wall
I got my money stacking tall
Bullets flying through the hall
Standing close I watch 'em fall
Win or lose, there ain't no draw
Hold up real quick, let me take this call
Bitch I said I'm on a song
Brrah
Yeah
I heard you talking shit
I got a hunnid bands on my head, but they ain't taking shit
I line 'em all up
Yeah
I'm on some heinous shit
Brrah, yuh
I splat their brain and shit
Yeah, yeah
Fly on the wall
Good luck tryna hide that shit, uh, I see it all
I bought this one a house
I bought this one a mall
I keep buying shit, just make sure you keep track of it all
Yeah
Fuck it, toolie, on my side
I got bands, for my, guys
Catch you, lacking, you gon' die
Quick subtraction, between the, eyes
Boom boom boom, I'll murk you all
Blood stains all up on the wall
I got my money stacking tall
Bullets flying through the hall
Standing close I watch 'em fall
Win or lose, there ain't no draw
Hold up real quick, let me take this call
Bitch I said I'm on a song
How's it been
It's going good
I got my stick
It ain't no wood
Burn that bridge
I think I should
Run that shit
I wish they would
Run it, run it, kill 'em all
I put they heads on a wall
I got my dogs I watch 'em maul
I got my choppa, drill 'em all
Grrah
That's a hit
Watch 'em pop, like a zit
Always on, never miss
With my dawgs, hit a lick
Play that song, that's my shit
Right or wrong, always win
I don't belong, stop talking shit
Can't lock the door, can't seal me in
Fuck it, toolie, on my side
I got bands, for my, guys
Catch you, lacking, you gon' die
Quick subtraction, between the, eyes
Boom boom boom, I'll murk you all
Blood stains all up on the wall
I got my money stacking tall
Bullets flying through the hall
Standing close I watch 'em fall
Win or lose, there ain't no draw
Hold up real quick, let me take this call
Bitch I said I'm on a song
Yeah Yeahhh
Yeah, yeah
Hating mothafucka's tryna hit up my line
They tryna steal up my sauce, they tryna kill up my vibe
If it ain't make me money it's a waste of my time
You better get out my face before my nine blows your mind
They want me dead
They want me in the dirt, and
Shawty over here, she wants to take another shirt
I put my mind to it, and then I get to work
And if y'all try to get in the way, I'll put you in a hearse
Fuck it, toolie, on my side
I got bands, for my, guys
Catch you, lacking, you gon' die
Quick subtraction, between the, eyes
Boom boom boom, I'll murk you all
Blood stains all up on the wall
I got my money stacking tall
Bullets flying through the hall
Standing close I watch 'em fall
Win or lose, there ain't no draw
Hold up real quick, let me take this call
Bitch I said I'm on a song
Brrah
Yeah
I heard you talking shit
I got a hunnid bands on my head, but they ain't taking shit
I line 'em all up
Yeah
I'm on some heinous shit
Brrah, yuh
I splat their brain and shit
Yeah, yeah
Fly on the wall
Good luck tryna hide that shit, uh, I see it all
I bought this one a house
I bought this one a mall
I keep buying shit, just make sure you keep track of it all
Yeah
Fuck it, toolie, on my side
I got bands, for my, guys
Catch you, lacking, you gon' die
Quick subtraction, between the, eyes
Boom boom boom, I'll murk you all
Blood stains all up on the wall
I got my money stacking tall
Bullets flying through the hall
Standing close I watch 'em fall
Win or lose, there ain't no draw
Hold up real quick, let me take this call
Bitch I said I'm on a song
How's it been
It's going good
I got my stick
It ain't no wood
Burn that bridge
I think I should
Run that shit
I wish they would
Run it, run it, kill 'em all
I put they heads on a wall
I got my dogs I watch 'em maul
I got my choppa, drill 'em all
Grrah
That's a hit
Watch 'em pop, like a zit
Always on, never miss
With my dawgs, hit a lick
Play that song, that's my shit
Right or wrong, always win
I don't belong, stop talking shit
Can't lock the door, can't seal me in
Fuck it, toolie, on my side
I got bands, for my, guys
Catch you, lacking, you gon' die
Quick subtraction, between the, eyes
Boom boom boom, I'll murk you all
Blood stains all up on the wall
I got my money stacking tall
Bullets flying through the hall
Standing close I watch 'em fall
Win or lose, there ain't no draw
Hold up real quick, let me take this call
Bitch I said I'm on a song
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Writer(s): Ted Michaels
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