CLEAN UP ON AISLE 5! lyrics

[Intro]
(Buck, should I get it?)
(Hysteria!)

[Chorus: Yaux]
When I step into the function, know the blood gon' make a puddle
b*tch, Hysteria the set and boy we lookin' like some trouble
And I'm screamin' out my lungs, lil' b*tch, I'm doing nothing subtle
Way I slide into that beat, I'm 'bout to tear it a new butthole

[Verse 1: Yaux]
Burns on my chest and I gas out the rest and I'm somehow still the best, ugh
You been on your mustard sh*t, b*tch, you need to ketchup
Smoke up a b*tch like I rolled up a spliff and it's all 'bout that kush, nothin' less
Like it when I'm flickin' bic, 'bout to make a mess outta you
One-two-three-four, get a f*ckin' mop whore
Blood is on the pavement got something to say, then save it, ugh
Lacing up my boots and I hop in the pit, and break it, ugh
Buyin' all that clout, lil' b*tch, you'll never make it, ugh

[Verse 2: GXNER.]
Yeah, I’ll leave his body on the interstate
See you on the net, you get to talkin', then you get erased
Shawty use her neck, she get to toppin', I bust on her face
My shotty get to poppin', it gonna leave him with a busted brain
I’m flyer than Kobe, you is a whole fiend
Said he take percs, man, I hope that he OD
Bro you still owe me, we are not homies
I'ma stomp you out, you look better with broke teeth
I just met that girl, I get to blowing out her back, ugh
I smoke too much dope, I can not see like cataracts, ugh
I do kill for hire, I think I'ma count a rack up
If he wanna talk, I leave his body on a black top
[Verse 3: nervexx]
I was f*ckin' naked, the basics are in a criminal
If I had a statement, I'm sayin' that I'm original
The rave boy, he stand out, his posse want a way out
The people that be lovin' me gon' dip, a mental layout
Bet, hold my sh*t, 'cause I don't really got the hands for it
I'm wiping snot up out my nose and gettin' bands for it
A potski hit my line, he got a method issue man
I thought I told you hypocrites who sleepin' that I bit you but I can't
Issue causin', proposin' a mental breakdown
Gotta carry, new barries, I'm neva' safe now
Betta' shape the f*ck up, get layin' in the ground
Stuck in epitomise, hopin' the lemon of livin'
Be rollin' the venom around, uh

[Chorus: Yaux]
When I step into the function, know the blood gon' make a puddle
b*tch, Hysteria the set and boy we lookin' like some trouble
And I'm screamin' out my lungs, lil' b*tch, I'm doing nothing subtle
Way I slide into that beat, I'm 'bout to tear it a new butthole

[Outro]
(Hysteria!)