City Morgue, ZillaKami, SosMula — DIRTNAP

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Yung Germ
Yeah

Ready or not, here I come, I got a hazmat (Okay)
Through your doorknob, spray chemicals on your daddy hat (Wassup?)
Chopper soundin’ like a drummer boy drummin’ (Huh?)
‘Til you get in closer, and all them little boys runnin’ (Haha)
I’m a Uzi-shootin’, fate-breakin’, clutch-poppin’, headbangin’ (Okay)
Pull up at yo’ crib ’cause we ’bout shit, you hear the glass break (Wassup?)
Gracie Academy, triangle choke specialist (Huh?)
Painted in a white face, resemble dead presidents (Haha)

My waist, a pole (What?), I take your soul (What?)
I shoot, reload (What?), then count the bullet holes (What?)
On my waist, a pole (What?), I take your soul (What?)
I shoot, reload (What?), then count the bullet holes (What? Okay)

They want a dirt nap (Okay), they want a dirt nap (Okay)
They want a dirt nap (Okay), they want a dirt nap (Okay)
They wanna die, six feet inside (What? What? What?)
Where coffins lie, six feet inside (What? What? What? What? What?)

Two guns, I nickname ’em Mick and Mallory (Boom-boom)
‘Fore your body drop I’ma lift ya into gravity (Boom-boom)
Like it’s Red Dead Redemption (Sleezy), got big clip extensions (Boom)
We don’t Twitter beef, it’s RIP, you get the mentions (No, no)
And I can’t slow down (Fuck outta here), might flip a whole town
With my big four pounds (Pow), staying ten-toes down (Work)
With my two-shot Derringer (Boom), uwop burnin’ up
Know you heard about me, I’m the school cop murderer

They want a dirt nap (Okay), they want a dirt nap (Okay)
They want a dirt nap (Okay), they want a dirt nap (Okay)
They wanna die, six feet inside (What? What? What?)
Where coffins lie, six feet inside (What? What? What? What? What?)