LEECHING DOES FIT YOU lyrics

[Verse 1: 83HADES]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Trap b*tches know that I'm strapped up
[?] with yo' chick, I be givin' her back rubs
I [?] the water, b*tch, just like bathtub
[?] and you might get passed up
[?], boy, if you don't back up
No, I will not put the Mac up
Hoes comin' in through the trap spot
[?] of a laptop
[?] that's some crack rock
I got Muhammad Ali in my back drop
My drip is gon' flow like a rain drop
These bullets gon' sting, f*ck yo' paint job
83, man, they said I did a great job
Baby bottle, yeah, I fill it up with straight drop
Boys in blue, no, my body, yeah, I kill cops
Yeah, we caught 'em at the light, at the pit stop
Smellin' codeine 'til the motherf*ckin' p*ss stop
No handcuffs, I got no restraints on
[?], choke that b*tch all day long
[?], my boy, he call me from the payphonе
Everyone want somebody to hatе on
Dollar bills, I be chillin' with a stripper b*tch
Like I'ma put you on a 80 if you ain't hip
c*ck back with the gun then I aim, rip
Wanna be the one, boy, I swear you ain't sh*t
Lace zips that'll really make the K hit
Different universe, I be on that strange sh*t
And yo' cousin died, I am who arranged it
Ain't no motherf*ckin' pus*y on that lame sh*t
Hellcat, b*tch, watch me lane switch
All these motherf*ckin' bullets make his brain twitch, f*ck 'em
[Verse 2: KILLSOLOMON]
Aye, I just smoke him like a cigarette
Ever wonder what I'm doin' 'cause I just know I'm next
[?]
Because, b*tch, I got OCD, and I got shrooms
Hatin' on me is what I do
Don't keep it all true when I got moves
True blue 3's on my roots
And she really my b*tch if she wanna go merk
Passin' them [?] 'cause I'ma go merk
And she poppin' off like narcotics
I can never f*ck with a nuisance, b*tch
And if you know I really f*ckin' got this
Everybody that I know in a coffin, uh
And I feel so heartless, b*tch, you is the target
And I'm in the dark, with my blade, with a sharpie
b*tches talk a lot, and you know I got [?] on the block
[?] with the Hades on his block
[?] will never be a mob, I can't f*ck with opp
So many bullets in his throat when he [?] Dodge, Chevy
Bodies in the parkin' lot, I'm ready
Who got [?], my clip got empty, aye