In The Trunk lyrics

[Verse 1: Death Plus]
Yeah, run
Death Plus the one
Gonna take your f*cking life with the mask and the gun
Aye, pull up to the function, yuh, we gonna have some fun
I got Mr. Sisco with me, we kill 'em and then we done
Yuh, back to the house, yeah, we smokin' OG, on me
I be high as hell, f*ck the police
So sweet, these pussies talkin' but ain't gonna do sh*t
Get my clip so blessed and my bullets so holy
Ya know me

[Verse 2: Mr. Sisco]
Welcome to the mind of a killa
Crazy, psychopathic, dark, cold-hearted n*gga
Better watch yo words 'fore a n*gga cut your liver
Choppin' off his head, his whole body I deliver
My vision is so grim, but your light is very dim
I'm more shadier than Slim
Up the Glock, let's begin
Teach a lesson, n*gga stressin', tryna keep up his depression
Kill yourself, if you testin' I'ma send him to the reverend
My Glock hold all of my blessings
Trust me, b*tch, I'm never stressin'
Listen close, get the message, I ain't playin', f*ck yo session
Count your blessings, I got seventeen bullets and they shiny, too
Hollow-tip bullets and they blowin' like a f*cking flute
b*tch, it is a fluke if you get the upper hand
Fool, better take yo shot 'cause I'm coming back to slaughter you
b*tch, I am an animal, a cold-blooded cannibal
b*tches call me Hannibal
I up a Glock and damage you, b*tch
[Chorus: Death Plus]
If you see me, better duck
Don't give a f*ck
Lil b*tch, I do what the f*ck I must
Yuh, I gets bucked, yuh
I gets bucks
Got money, got drugs, got a body in the trunk, yuh
If you see me, better duck
Don't give a f*ck
Lil b*tch, I do what the f*ck I must
Yuh, I gets bucked, yuh
I gets bucks
Got money, got drugs, got a body in the trunk, yuh