ModMenu lyrics

[Intro]
(Go away, 6houl)
Haha
f*ckin' ass n*gga, bro
Get down, uh
Get down, yeah
Get down, bruh
Get down yeah, nah, nah
Down, yeah
Get down, bruh
Get down, bruh
Get down now
(Slade, take this!)

[Chorus - Kacie Free]
L-l-l-let me talk my sh*t
And my Glock is ready to rip
Yeah my holding tight [?]
Got that gorilla grip
Fifty rounds in the clip, yeah fifty rounds I won't miss
I heard you talkin' on the gang, we pull up and punch you in the lips
We beat him down with bricks, ay
Steppin' down with kicks, ay
n*ggas be some pricks, ay
Watch out for my glick, ay
Tell me I don't give a f*ck
Tell that boy I'll f*ck him up
That boy really think he tough
Yeah I keep my semi tucked
[Verse 1: Kacie Free]
That boy collagen 'cause that boy not [?] out of luck
That boy collecting 'cause that boy [?]
They gon' call me over but she knows I don't wanna f*ck
C-4 strapped to my body 'cause he know I'ma blow him up
That boy wanna talk, uh-uh
I'ma show him how I walk, uh-uh
We stay lickin,' gettin' robbed, uh-uh
Go and hunt you like a mob, uh-uh

[Verse 2: Tropes]
Goin' hunter round my mine
I can't see out of my eyes
That b*tch flashed me now I'm blind
I can't get it out my mind
We gon' beat him down, we gon' wind him up
Collateral, we gon' line him up
Tw-tw-tw-two shots and we buy
Two shots on her face, she fine
Let me talk my sh*t
We gon' leave his head ripped
Like wow, spill him like he's wine
Bleedin' on the ground, uh
Shakin' like he South Park
Shakin' in his whapsh arc
[?]
[Chorus - Kacie Free]
L-l-l-let me talk my sh*t
And my Glock is ready to rip
Yeah my holding tight [?]
Got that gorilla grip
Fifty rounds in the clip, yeah fifty rounds I won't miss
I heard you talkin' on the gang, we pull up and punch you in the lips
We beat him down with bricks, ay
Steppin' down with kicks, ay
n*ggas be some pricks, ay
Watch out for my glick, ay
Tell me I don't give a f*ck
Tell that boy I'll f*ck him up
That boy really think he tough
Yeah I keep my semi tucked