Yo, phonk alphabet, let the beat go. You don't know who the fuck you playin' with We straight from the Memphis mud, bitch We stuff soft boys like you in burlap sacks And drop 'em deep in the Missi-fuckin'-ssippi black Lucky I ain't endin' you right this second Or send my killers to your crib, no question Find your spot, wipe your bloodline clean How 'bout that, motherfucker?! **[VERSE: COCAINE KRUEGER]** Bitch, I'm rollin' in loaded, no half-steppin' Thots wanna test the game, regret ever steppin' Try me once, you'll be beggin' for the reaper's blessin' Tires screamin' Rubber meltin' on the asphalt dreamin' When I punch it on the interstate, demons screamin' Trap reekin' like inferno light Junkies droppin' cold from the poison I ignite And my bands wrapped tight in rubber bands Never touch a hair on me, mane I'll plant you six deep under clay Y'all fools still can't comprehend I'm haulin' bodies like it's on demand I'd slit my own throat before I let another man take my crown Memphis born, river bound—drown or get down You slut
