Sword!

Breaking in your home, yeah we breaking through that door
Looking for the goods, yeah we looking through that drawer
Don't wanna talk, send your ass to the lord
Don't need a strap, stab your ass with a sword

Sword sword sword sword sword sword sword bitch
Making so much money, think that I was on the Forbes list
So much fucking fans, no Walking Dead, avoid the horde bitch
I don't wanna talk unless the money is important

Chilling with my boys, and we smoking on some chronic
Laced that shit with addys, if i'm being fucking honest
Fucked up in her mouth, like a fucking orthodonist
Switching up on Xixal cause his flow the fucking hottest

Kidnap your man, yeah that shit happen rapid
Tie his ass up, pour his face up with some acid
Screaming for his life, but that shit didn't lasted
Buried in the garden, I think the grave was valid

Oh shit fuck, snitching on myself at this point
Posted in the back, with your momma, and a big doink
Light that shit up. yuh we party everyday now
Light his ass up, yuh don't got shit to say now

Breaking in your home, yeah we breaking through that door
Looking for the goods, yeah we looking through that drawer
Don't wanna talk, send your ass to the lord
Don't need a strap, stab your ass with a sword



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Writer(s): David Debuf
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