[Spoken Word] Uh huh ... okay.... [Chorus] when lips flip, pistols get pulled quick late night shit, bitch im bound to trip get out of my vicinity run, crawl or limp when metal clicks bullets will soon rip [Verse 1] bitch im fucked up (Fuck) and no one gives a fuck (so what) but its my fault im a fuck up this alcohol isn't waking me up so i'm sniffin dust off a bitches bust shit, fell down, my leg i cut fuckin get me off this floor while youre staring the face contorts voices internal say (drinking no more) what the fuck was that, i ignore i pour another shot dont give a fuck if im wrong or not blaze the blunt the fires hot take the edibles out the box we getting fucked up tonight a lot forget all worries that part of the brain is locked bold and fearless it makes you like wrestling put your ass through a table [Chorus] when lips flip, pistols get pulled quick late night shit, bitch im bound to trip get out of my vicinity run, crawl or limp when metal clicks bullets will soon rip [Verse 2] Big Phil went to get the camera, film it man this gone be some funny shit rock bottom and r k o a bitch then hit 'em wit a sweet chin music kick ignorant actions interacting with intoxicating factors pick him up and leave before there's more injured bastards playing games is for the children these adult moves are made for a killing reality is I will fucking end them dead man floating, the carcass was swimming Had to tell P to stop fuckin filming we leaving erase the footage evidence always leaking serious scene leaving mutha fuckers bleeding get to the car P feeling sick and dry heaving hear screaming and yelling for help no one comes to their aid I did all this myself pulling off slowly, no tire marks on the road windows rolled up, smoking Tyson wraps the toad [Chorus] when lips flip, pistols get pulled quick late night shit, bitch im bound to trip get out of my vicinity run, crawl or limp when metal clicks bullets will soon rip
