STAIN lyrics

[Intro: SosMula]
Ooh, beep, beep
Hrr, beep, hrr, beep
Hrr, hrr (Yung Germ), hrr

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Ah, we don't b*tch-talk, n*gga (No, no), we don't snitch-talk, n*gga (No, no)
We don't switch-walk, n*gga (f*ck out of here), got my SIG Sauer, n*gga (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
I'm a jigsaw, n*gga (Sleezy, Sleezy)
Want your AP watch, n*gga, take your wrist off, n*gga (Give me that, give me that)
Who the f*ck you n*ggas barkin' at? A big dog, n*gga (f*ck out of here)
Got my forty on me, I don't need a bodyguard, n*gga (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
You gon' need a bodyguard for your bodyguard, n*gga (Boom, boom, boom, boom, damn, son, where'd you find this?)
I'ma body y'all, send your body to the graveyard, n*gga (f*ck out of here)
Family cryin' out, they gon' pour liquor, uh (Pour liquor, pour liq')
Get her ready for the mortician, uh (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
Shoot your block up n*gga, on a four-wheeler, uh (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, Trap-A-Holics, b*tch)
Since a youngin, been a f*cking door kicker, uh (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
They gon' throw the towel, put a fork in it, uh (f*ck out of here)
Got my forty-cal in my Porsche drifter, uh, uh (Boom, boom, boom)
Shorty wild, put it all in her, uh (Trap-A-Holics, real trap sh*t)
b*tch, I'm ballin', ballin' like a sports centеr, uh (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus: SosMula]
New chain, we gon' stain that (Give mе that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that, give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, real trap sh*t)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that, give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
[Verse 2: nascar aloe & SosMula]
Helicopters, I hear the coppers (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sittin' there and just debatin' 'bout who'll get shot first (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This probably gonna get you shot first, yo, call the doctors (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
7.62, it turns your ass to f*ckin' mincemeat (Grrah, grrah)
The last gore move was this entire magazine clip (Get done)
Did what I had to do, he said, "My family gonna miss me" (Ah-hah)
Boy, you can't rap in loop because my finger's getting itchy (Ah-ooh)
Watch how you talk, give a f*ck how you feel, man (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might have to kill man, act like a opp
You get put it on a milk can (Shh), drop with the Glock
Ain't no way you could still stand (Agh), thought you was a real fan
Ugh, ain't the same, b*tch, I ain't all nice
Canine in the pound, watch out, the dog bites
Keep me out your f*ckin' mouth, on all your blog sites
When you walk in, I'm confiscatin' all ice (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus: SosMula]
New chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that, give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Give me that, give me that)
Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy)