THRESH

Produced by CRCL & Yung Germ

ZillaKami：

Ten shots in my HK, spray and pray at your wig (Yeah)

Flash, hook, and then flay, jump you and split your shit (Yeah)

At your crib it's a mayday, pull up and spray yo' kids (Okay)

Bet you pray, you an opp, spray, and we the opposite (Huh?)

I won't shake no hands wit' you *****s (No)

I don't need no molly to kill ya (No)

Ain't no more buddy-buddy, Godzilla (Huh?)

Ain't no more buddy-buddy, Godzilla (Huh?)

ZillaKami & SosMula：

So your boy be havin' guns, *****, but run, ***** (Yeah)

When that ***** pull his gun, *****, what's up with ya? (Yeah)

Say your boy be with the drug dealers, the plug *****s (Yeah)

But be tellin' when the feds get ya, what's up with ya? (Okay, Sleezy)

SosMula：

Why you *****s talkin' out ya rabid ass mouth (**** outta here)

Got my black on black nine (Boom), get the back-to-back fire (Boom, boom)

Still in the trap with a pack of crack rocks (What?)

In a matter half time, overdose and flatline (What?)

Who you ******* talkin' to? *****, I slaughter you (**** outta here)

Six-shot revolver shoot *****s, I'm honorable (Boom, boom)

Death before dishonor, lil' *****, that's how I move (MBF)

Turn your face into a barbecue, *****, I'm tired of you (Boom, boom)

Execution style, murkin' *****s out (Sleezy)

I'm in the booth with a rifle now (Boom)

You in the house with a Bible now (**** outta here)

What's that saying, "You don't like me now?" (Boom, boom)

Kick your head into the curb, make you bite the ground (Mula)

ZillaKami：

So your boy be havin' guns, *****, but run, ***** (Yeah)

When that ***** pull his gun, *****, what's up with ya? (Yeah)

Say your boy be with the drug dealers, the plug *****s (Yeah)

But be tellin' when the feds get ya, what's up with ya? (Okay)