Splinter
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Splinter
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Uh-huh (uh-huh)
Uh-huh, huh, oh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Yeah, hoe
Yeah, hoe
Yeah, hoe
Yeah
I'm a rat killer, shredder to master splinter (okay)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (wassup?)
Rat killer, shredder, to master splinter (huh?)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (ha ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Sold y'all niggas chickens but ain't mothafuckin' cluckin' (ha ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Sold y'all niggas chickens but ain't mothafuckin' cluckin' (yeah)
[Verse 1: Zillakami] Go apeshit, I shoot up your house, I do not party (okay)
Doot-doot-doot, like we playin' baby sharkie (wassup?)
Search yo' dead body, take the car keys off car keys (huh?)
Speedin' out yo' driveway, bottom ocean where I'm parkin' (ha ha)
Rat killer, hunnid dollar the billa (what?)
Pull up at yo' crib and delete you 'cause I'm a sinner (what?)
Rat killer, take yo' family witcha (what?)
Make 'em all fight to death and then kill the winner (okay)
You better duck-duck like we playin' duck hunt (boom-boom)
You get your lung punched, tell me when the funds up (fuck outta here)
I got my pump pump right up in the front trunk (skrr)
Leave you slump-slumped, smoke you like some blunt dust (boom boom)
Heard you big homie but you pussy (fuck outta here)
You ain't callin' shots on your block, you a rookie (no no)
I'm cookin' crack rock to a cookie (work)
Got them boogers on my sleeve like I wiped a boogie (splash)
I'm a, rat killer (boom), heard you a master splinter (rat)
Somebody gotta pay to put your face up in a blender (bitch)
I'm a crack dealer (mula) servin' your lil' sister (work)
Use your mothafuckin' blood up if I wanna paint a picture (sleezy)
Yeah!
Rat killer, shredder, to master splinter (okay)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (wassup?)
Rat killer, shredder to master splinter (huh?)
Glock paint pictures, bloody up mall centers (ha ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Sold y'all niggas chickens but ain't mothafuckin' cluckin' (ha ha)
Oh, so you got chains and you tuck 'em (what?)
Sold y'all niggas chickens but ain't mothafuckin' cluckin' (yeah)
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