CPD/SFPD lyrics

[Intro: BLCKK]
Yeah
Okay, yeah sure, yeah-no, I guess I mean if you don't like when I talk about this, I can go back to saying sh*t that isn’t f*ckin'–, yeah (SKOTSKR)

[Verse 1: BLCKK]
Yeah yeah, uh, take shots in the A.M
I could make a brand new b*tch, wanna stay in?
Uh, what the cops 'bout to think?
I could tell ’em straight, "I was heavy in the drink"
Yeah, I put a mark on a b*tch
Double my fist, get f*cked 'bout it, b*tch
Take it how you want, I'ma kill for the sh*t
I'ma go to prison for the Glock in his mouth
That sh*t didn't rhyme 'cause I meant it
Suck my di*k, I'ma hang myself and I'ma take more pills if I still b*tch out
f*ck CPD, gettin’ shot today, so they can dead my sh*t ‘fore the news roll out
All of my opps still faggot as f*ck
And f*ck–, bet the money ain’t comin'
I f*cking fеd myself to the bottle again and if I wakе up p*ssed, I’ma do it again
When I kill myself, f*cking burn my sh*t
'Cause I shot that kid, and I made him suck my di*k
I don't rap no more, made me feel like sh*t
f*ck, I'm here already, I might as well get rich
Y’all wanted me honest, so here, f*ck it
If I catch her new man in public, and he ain't duckin'
I'm down to go to prison for watchin' his ass bleed, and still get paid for lettin' 'em all see
[Verse 2: Triple777]
You can catch me dancing on they graves, b*tch
I'm f*ckin' cackling all the way to the bank, b*tch (Hah-hah-hah)
Only strap you slingin' is what dykes bang, b*tch (What's good?)
This that real sh*t, 7 finna go in
I've been workin' on pronunciation, ha, faggot
Y'all been makin' me so aggravated, hah, rabid, uh
I'ma gem you a damn rock, (I'm sorry–) got his mouth on a big c*ck
Like a chipmunk saving all the nut up 'til he spew it out, hoping that the clout come
This that outcome, you a foul one
Keep the switch ups in they place, and call out cow dung
I know yall haven't heard about me, but I'm makin' laps, bruh
I see the f*ckin' finish line, it askin' for collabs, bruh
Face down, ass up prayin' to the crown, bruh
This thrown' kinda comfy, I'ma sit back and relax, bruh
SFPD, they ain't doin sh*t
Crackheads in the street, runnin' rampant as a b*tch
The governor of Cali' can go suck my f*ckin' di*k
Y'all turning up my home into a f*ckin' regiment