(lyrics) -intro- in a hell cat sippin while im driving so im swerving talking hella crazy get my blick and get to murkin i spend a lot of money hell ya i be splurgin i make a lot of money hella ya i put the work in -chorus- gun em down wrap him up we throw him off a cliff he long gone, pack em up and smoke him in a spliff ur shooter sent a couple shots but he whiffed this a 2 door i dont need to catch a fuckin lyft swerving up in traffic i come and hunt you down potato on the barrel nah it dont make a sound big ass blunt bitch im smokin by the pound put a hole in his chest ye i got them hollow rounds -verse by @deepinparis- dont want to ask about it twice you always ask me if im fine yeah i cannot focus always got something on my mind if you can wait it out youll beat the test of time if theres an issue you can see me its alright and i aint wanna go and do it this way i feel like im a waste im always stuck in the same yeah we sip that sugar sip that aspartame feels like im going insane no i dont wanna wait -verse by @crisisbitch- me and crunchy sending hollow rounds if you want that static ya ya ya money coming in you never had this 50 cal we gunna turn him into paste tense i