My daddy said drown ni**a

The Purge (feat Tyler The Creator & Kurupt) - Schoolboy Q

(Pow pow pow ) Coming in for yours

Niggas got them choppers

And they knocking at your door

The sirens getting louder

When the bodies hit the floor

Why you look confused

Mothaf**ka this is war

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

As this G sh*t begin put this product placement on your chin

The realest ni**a breathing y'all pretend

Real Crippy since I hopped off the swing

With my strap

That's my peace offering (Yo yeah uh yeah)

Five shots get rung out five bodies falling

Come put your lights out

I spark your apartment

Deadline my clothing

Don't f**k with Pink Dolphin

Strap on his hairline

His forehead gets softened

Send extras through his chest bones sh*t

He don't need that coffin

Most niggas would've run away

But me I'm out here walking

Bucket hat with my shades on

My wardrobe look awesome

Now nah I ain't on no dolphin

F**k rhyming I'm Cripping

Niggas rap about what I'm living

All this false claiming I'm marring

Doing drive-bys I ain't steering

White funerals I ain't tearin'

F**k your b**ch in front of your children

Steal your whip side of my building yeah

Put my dick and nuts in her mouth bust in her hair

I'm very rare got my trigger on top of my underwear

B**ch I'm everywhere and over there

You die here let off a pair (YAWK YAWK)

(Pow pow pow ) Coming in for yours

Niggas got them choppers

And they knocking at your door

The sirens getting louder

When the bodies hit the floor

Why you look confused

Mothaf**ka this is war

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

House full of kilos sold pound to zeros

Coc*ine my hero you in Figg Side getting Deeboed

Always asking for the burner like

Young niggas still free load

Heart big as my ego

Don't fly around my signal

I'll rearrange your dental

Crippy my house shoes

Blue rag disciples murder I'm liable

You get the Eiffel

Aim out the eyeball I'm getting violent

I got the strike once

Won't get the strike twice

You niggas half price

Which means you half off

I'm going Adolf

I'm smoking bath salt

Two sherm sticks burn this ooh

Knock-knock through the condo's

Schoolboy from the five deuce

But Hoover respect to you unranked

Don't f**k around get that chin banged

Groovelining Crip walk the whole mile

Blue Belts still my pants down

Chuck Taylors Cortezes hush puppies

My Glock yeah f**k buddy

Make money take money

Earn crack money ** money bail money

Heard they got life for me

But how they got life for me

When they took that from me

Since I had my nose runny

I was out past sunny

Had the strap by my tummy

You can go and ask mommy

Grab a body bag homie yeah

(Pow pow pow ) Coming in for yours

Niggas got them choppers

And they knocking at your door

The sirens getting louder

When the bodies hit the floor

Why you look confused

Mothaf**ka this is war

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

Bust my gun all by myself

Rock coc*ine all by myself

Poured propane all on myself

Go so hard might harm myself

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

Yeah ni**a yeah ni**a

Yeah it's Kurupt young mothaf**king Gotti

Still rolling in a 6 I don't f**k with the Bugatti

Come up in this mothaf**ka looking for a b**ch

Probably sucked on my dick

Then you kissed her on the lips

The integral South Central sentinel

Get roped and choked

Poetical tentacles stretch

Get roped and choked and rope-a-doped

Extra overdose of the oki-doke

Get a ni**a smoked I ain't no joke

Tired of this bullshit

And everything y'all talk about

They walked 'em in I walked 'em out

They talked 'em in I chalked 'em out

Now cock back that Oxy (Pow-pow pow-pow)

Walk inside pistols popping

Top is popping off

Pop a tab in this neighborhood rolling 60 bars

Ghetto tribalist

Squeezing p**sy like octopuses

Show me where the money at

Show me where the kush is

Next time you see me

I'll probably be in the bushes

This is the reasons

Why I won't be f**king with pussies like you

Me Tyler and Schoolboy Q we told them

(Pow pow pow ) Coming in for yours

Niggas got them choppers

And they knocking at your door

The sirens getting louder

When the bodies hit the floor

Why you look confused

Mothaf**ka this is war

Yeah ni**a uh yeah ni**a

Yeah ni**a yeah ni**a