Fruit Punch
(专辑: Serial Killers: Day Of The Dead - 2018)
[Brevi:] Momma didn't raise no dummy Gimme all you want, can't take nothing from me Big Bad Wolf tryna catch a
lil' bunny Learned a
long time ago the
bears need honey I'm zoned out, I'm fired up, I
don't think I'm high enough I
took two, got five left, I'm out of touch, I
digress I
truly don't give a
fuck, 'cause I'm ice cold, no love I'm turned off, know too much, no honeymoon, no fruit punch Can't stand no crooked man, I
can't stand no bitch Keep your issues, keep your distance, I
got money to collect If you come from where I
come from You know how we represent Get the
bag, get the
bullets, get the
vest, fucking yes [Xzibit (James Savage):] Coming outside on you niggas I'ma west ride on you niggas I'ma get the
OG's and the
Bee Gees Better find a
place to hide, 'cause we killas In my habitat with gorillas We could take it to the
back, I
should kill 'em (Nah, let me handle that, let me get 'em) (Nigga, we can lock up like the
system) (You could call the
police like a
victim) (You a
First 48 type of nigga, hit 'em) (Them tear ducts all teared up) (Didn't hesitate to tell on them niggas) (Take a
break, it's only gon' get 'em) (If a
mother fucker fake, he gon' get Godzilla) It's that pull-up, that bang-bang, we serial killers so we kill 'em [Brevi:] I'm zoned out, I'm fired up, I
don't think I'm high enough I
took two, got five left, I'm out of touch, I
digress I
truly don't give a
fuck, 'cause I'm ice cold, no love I'm turned off, know too much, no honeymoon, no fruit punch Can't stand no crooked man, I
can't stand no bitch Keep your issues, keep your distance, I
got money to collect If you come from where I
come from You know how we represent Get the
bag, get the
bullets, get the
vest, fucking yes [Demrick:] Today, I
got time for you niggas I'ma bottom line all you niggas I'm about mine, every single dime Goes to the
money and the
women I
know you assumed you was winning I'm immune to your venom Pulled a
nine from out the
denim Ride a
hit of good vodka and send God to get 'em [B-Real:] Never looking back, I
move ahead (Yeah) Got another pack to move instead (Yeah) Living like a
king, we get the
bread (Yeah) Get away from me, we take your head (Yeah) We don't leave a
clue, no residue (Yeah) Better have a
few roll in with you (Yeah) In the
four door with the
four-four Going slow-mo, cocked and aimed at you [Brevi:] I'm zoned out, I'm fired up, I
don't think I'm high enough I
took two, got five left, I'm out of touch, I
digress I
truly don't give a
fuck, 'cause I'm ice cold, no love I'm turned off, know too much, no honeymoon, no fruit punch Can't stand no crooked man, I
can't stand no bitch Keep your issues, keep your distance, I
got money to collect If you come from where I
come from You know how we represent Get the
bag, get the
bullets, get the
vest, fucking yes