Treachery // Mayday ft. OCD Kupid Lyrics

Know your fucking place, before you get popped in your face

Remember on Welcome to Hell, I said back up and give me fucking space

Yeah I meant that shit, but I don't think you understand

So make like MC Hammer and do the fucking Running Man

I swear these little bitches always asking me for favors

Look me in my eyes and tell me, do I look like your savior

Nah, so fuck you, fuck them, and fuck all of that

I'm just tryna do this shit and get by, so get back

Now listen

I've been steady cooking all these hits up in the kitchen

Chopping all my beats up with precision, thats my mission

I ain't missin, you're just addicted to bitchin

Keep talking all that shit and Imma leave your body twitchin, ah

I'm going nonstop, she giving me slop top

Swerving down the road while I'm puffing on that zaza

Hit 'em with a drive-by, lookin' through my side eye

All you motherfuckers need to get up off of my cock

Aye, lately it feels like I've been seeing double

I fought myself and we had quite a scuffle

I'm picking myself right up out of this rubble

Now I need a big bag, give me a duffle

Ugh, give me a couple minutes, I'm going straight for the finish,

I never needed no help in this underground industry business

I've been grinding for my spot so long

Dropping all these fucking songs,

Wait, I'm the pick of the litter, bitch

All you fuckers illiterate, I've been done with the little shit

Moving on to way bigger shit, got a mission I'm finishing

If a pussy wanna start shit, then I'll be ending him, aye

I'll send some shots right at your top

Blade to your neck and I might just chop

Pull up on an opp let it pop, pop, pop

Wet a pussy up and I ain't talking WAP, aye

Demon done switched up the flow today

I'll turn your ass into a cold case

Slicing and dicing and swinging like tyson

Got 'em screaming mayday

Bitch quit with the dissing, ain't here for the backtalk

Apollo, I spit like a prophet

My shit's like a rocket 'cause it's finna blast off

You ain't got a future, I'll slide with my mask off

When I slide in the streets

Fuck all my opps, you gon' find em deceased

I was deep in the jungle surrounded by beasts

Sticky trigger finger, it won't wipe when he sneeze, achoo

Like dude, motherfucker sit down, watch my moves

Damn, you in love with everything I do

Stick spitting hadoukens, Ryu

They like damn Kupid, how are you

Not finna sit back and keep your cool

'Cause I've been doing this shit for a long time

And none of these rappers can do nothing new

I'll send some shots right at your top

Blade to your neck and I might just chop

Pull up on an opp let it pop, pop, pop

Wet a pussy up and I ain't talking WAP, aye

Demon done switched up the flow today

I'll turn your ass into a cold case

Slicing and dicing and swinging like tyson

Got 'em screaming mayday