EXECUTIONER! lyrics
by Origami Beats
[Transcribing]
[Intro: FLXSH AKUMA & ROSEBOÍ]
Real f*ckin’ tight! (Why, bruh?)
Yo, I’m real f*ckin’ tight! (What?)
Yo, f*ck that sh*t, n*gga! (Ayy-ayy-ayy!)
We comin’ in here hard this year, n*gga!
Comin’ for yo’ motherf*ckin’ neck, n*gga!
(KHD on yo’ motherf*ckin’ neck, n*gga)
Ayy, real— real n*gga
Heh, f*ck! (Knukkle up)
[Hook: FLXSH AKUMA]
f*ck it, let’s stick to the motion
Told you this swag here is golden
I never fall for red roses
I know her juices was poison
f*ck it, let’s stick to the motion
Told you this swag here is golden
I never fall for red roses
I told her, her life is hopeless
[Post-Hook: FLXSH AKUMA]
n*gga, you’s a, b*tch, n*gga
Go and, bring yo’, b*tch, wit’ ya’
n*gga, you’s a, b*tch, n*gga
Go and, bring yo’, b*tch, wit’ ya’
n*gga, you’s a, b*tch, n*gga
Go and, bring yo’, b*tch, wit’ ya’
n*gga, you’s a, b*tch, n*gga
Go and, bring yo’, b*tch, wit’ ya’ (Ah!)
[Verse 1: FLXSH AKUMA]
I take yo’ b*tch, I don’t try, hey
Wait, but yo’ b*tch is now mine, hey
I do not like wastin’ time, hey
I gotta play it for mines, hey
I take yo’ b*tch, I don’t try, hey
But, that b*tch is now mine, hey
I’mma go play it for keeps, hey
Baby, just come in the sheets, hey
I got some money to make, hey
Yo’ b*tch is talkin’, she fake, hey
She f*ck me for all my money, hey
I got some money to make, hey
I’mma get back to the crib, hey
All of my n*ggas be lit, hey
She think I’m real as they come, hey
But, me, I don’t give a f*ck, hey!
What the f*ck did you think?
And I’m aimin’ at yo’ brain, if you n*ggas get hit
Oh, if yo’ n*gga talkin’ sh*t, we gon’ get him, huh!
Oh, you n*ggas should know—
Oh, wait, the f*ck?
I had just fell off
Motherf*ck it, I fell off
Frosted Flakes, ‘cause he sell Frosted Flakes Kellogg’s
All of my bros got motherf*ckin’, w-wait…
[Interlude: FLXSH AKUMA & ROSEBOÍ]
Oh, I feel I’m ‘bouta pass out—
Alright, I’m ‘bout to kill this sh*t right now, ha-ha…
[Verse 2: ROSEBOÍ]
She givin’ me that okey-dokey
Her pus*y wet, she know me
Keep it a stack, don’t fold me
Don’t f*ck with squares; Rolie Polie
Wanna buck? Approach me
Knuckles at yo’ head, no totin’, no totin’