CHORUS Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once VERSE 1 Could throw a stick with the no‑look flick Somehow hit ’em in the chest, fold up, go stiff Like pap pap pap straight through the vest I ain’t even tryin’, still leave a mess But it ain’t even hard when they line up and flex Wild‑eyed, loud‑mouthed, dyin’ for press Get themselves clipped jumping into the strays Just to play dead, stiff pose, crowd amazed Laid out clean like they practiced taking that fade Off lines that were never even meant to graze I was aiming at the sky But if it hit you, bruh That’s your bad Should’ve ducked instead of getting bagged If you saw subliminals, I guess it’s ’cause you a bitch I don’t throw hints, if I want to shoot I shoot If it stung you then maybe that wound legit But don’t blame me ’cause the blade just fits Sounds self‑inflicted, guess you should be better Don’t play wolves if you built from feathers I said what I meant, not a word was extra If it hit your chest then adjust that sweater I break in waves, not bit by bit Get on the beat, I sink ships No sneak disses, just hit lists You ain’t on it yet, don’t tempt this You don’t want it CHORUS Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts VERSE 2 Find you in a field You ain’t dodgin’ these All my hitters slide from overseas Pitch and hit Only Japanese I speak is Yagi Yagi Ohtani Same shit you gon’ be Sayin’ when it come to me Rap like you scared of your own damn breath Say it with your chest And get pressed or say less I don’t posture, I just am No need to pose when you own your stance Only thing I ever pose is threat Don’t care who you got with you They can catch it too, that’s a package set Stack you together like RICO Mix you and you and you and you together like lines of coke Cut ’em all up, bag ’em up, snort ’em up Bars hit hard when I warm ’em up Cave in a whole chest with a stanza Don’t wince, it’s just banter Snap when I write, no cap, no answer Terminally afflicting, injecting Every single bar like a sickness infecting Clip full of verbs, make the beat go cancer Headshot syntax, sentence ender Wordplay cold like it’s born in winter No safe space, pronouns or labels gonna protect ya If I aim for an opp in a verse, I dissect ya CHORUS Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts VERSE 3 Act like your curfew, keep you off the streets I’m the first one steppin’ up to confront More than the bass gon’ boom from that trunk More than mouths gon’ move when the real ones jump Kick to the gut, drop clean in a slump Got you wheezin’ through your grunts, folded up Only way out? Throw them hands up Shit, I’m thinkin’ it’s a must, first round uppercut I come in peace, but if it ain’t right, I let the violence adjust I don’t wait, I combust, all gas, all thrust Ain’t a man that I duck, ain’t a soul I trust Don’t pull in my lane, you ain’t lapped me once Tryna drift on my track? Get clapped real quick Say it loud behind mans, then step back, punk Pulse go thump thump thump, get slumped Crowd turn ghost when the heat gets dumped Still don’t fold when the risk goes up Still toe lines when the odds get tough Talk slick, but they never do much Deadpan glare hopin’ you tempt fate Watchin’ for a twitch, flinch, blink — too late Soon as you move: checkmate CHORUS x2 Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts Kill one or a hundred, we only die once Blud pop da trunk, we surrounded on all fronts
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