Take An L

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bukshot] Why you wanna fuck with a psychopath? (psychopath) With all the tools in his bag but a Michael mask (Michael mask) Promise this ain't no game (no game) Legit, off-balance, we are not the same (not the same) Halloween, stop and come follow me Grab the magazine, that's chopper dichotomy (dichotomy) When it comes to revenge I'm a prodigy Want to take me out? I'll be waiting at Hallowbleed (Hallowbleed) Nobodies talk shit, can't back it up (back it up) We the mob, that's like kids tryin' to tackle us (tackle us) Bring a storm, you'll be lost like Gilligan Bitches takin' L's, Kentucky to Michigan [Chorus: Bukshot & Blaze Ya Dead Homie] They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (causе I can) They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with mе?" 'Cause I can (cause I can) Got hitters and The Mob on deck, protect (protect) Got mercs on the books, cash your checks like (like) Yeah! You 'bout to catch hell, dawg Yeah! You 'bout to take an L, dawg [Skit 1: Bukshot] Hey yo! These motherfuckers ain't winning, dawg! Y'all thought you was on top? Shit! Fuck outta here! Deadman speak on it! [Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] So what they know about the dead? Stay blessed Our code doesn't know and we're livin' the best I'm the epitome of death so they get no rest Hauntin' like a shadow out the shade, you gon' catch a fade You'll get caught up in the raid and the rapture Of the shotgun shell as we put 'em out to pasture (yeah) Been talkin' that talk without the walk Ain't got a clue about them killers, how we stalking, what we do to get the W Bring the drama to your whole fam (whole fam) Army full of goons got you in a jam, squeeze 'em out is the plan Serve them all the L on a platter (on a platter) Them bitches need to stop with the chatter Take an L [Chorus: Bukshot & Blaze Ya Dead Homie] They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can) They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can) Got hitters and The Mob on deck, protect (protect) Got mercs on the books, cash your checks like (like) Yeah! You 'bout to catch hell, dawg Yeah! You 'bout to take an L, dawg [Skit 2: Bukshot] You know what they call someone who will drop anybody, any place, anytime? On the drop of a dime? It's an Anybody Killa. This some Drive-By shit! [Verse 3: Anybody Killa] Orange and blacken up your night, call me Killa bitch, I'm crazy Stabbing at your heartstrings, cut you up like hazy Acting hella devilish, The Entity is coming The evil has you worried, something wicked got you running We underground so everyday we looking like a demon If you know me then you know how I be every Hallow-season Wolfing out with my braids loose, growling at the anger Talking like it's funny, gonna put you in some danger Lookin' out through a scope, about to hit you where it hurts A bloody situation you can't clean when it squirts Murder murder kill kill if you hating like a bitch Flop your ghost in the river, have you sleeping with the fish [Chorus: Bukshot & Blaze Ya Dead Homie] They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can) They like "Hey! Why you fuckin' with me?" 'Cause I can (cause I can) Got hitters and The Mob on deck, protect (protect) Got mercs on the books, cash your checks like (like) Yeah! You 'bout to catch hell, dawg Yeah! You 'bout to take an L, dawg