Ask About Me

Sock you in the windpipe

Nighty-night, go to sleep, get your life right

Damn, X, what the fuck?

I am intoxicated

Strangulation is my favorite form of meditation

Wild like a mental patient off his medication

Make a DJ bring it back with no hesitation

Do 'em like Ruby Ray Moore with my exploitation

Now let me tell you what you motherfuckers fuckin' facin'

You better ask about me

Put me on your track, that's robbery

I'ma go hard, on God, 'til I'm gone, bitch (X)

X shootin' every single thing up on the target

B-Real callin' shots from the cockpit

Step, it's a tar pit (Kill 'em all regardless)

I'ma kill 'em 'cause I'm heartless

Trash can motherfuckers, throw 'em in the garbage

I hold my hand like a hostage

Serial killers niggas hit the stage, they lost it

So pass the fuckin' joint if you coughin'

And ever so often niggas get tired of the talkin'

I'm here to have a ball like Kavanaugh

Have a couple beers, I like beer

You better ask about me

Put me on your track, that's robbery

Guess I'm fuckin' heartless

I get you bloody, then I leave the place spotless

The red dot is parked up on your forehead

Click, bang, and there's more red spillin' on the floor

I'ma go 'head and give a green light

Killin' machine, like X, what the fuck does this mean, right?

I mean, it seems like a no-brainer

Pull it to the nugget, you can pay me my retainer, later

You better ask about me

Put me on your track, that's robbery