Lil Muerto

[Intro: Kezura, EXAMINING, & RAILREPEATER]
I [?] all you, man (Woah, woah, woah, EXAMINING)
Yeah, wait, aye! Bitch (What? RAIL)
Yuh, aye-aye-aye-aye (Woah, woah, woah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Dedboii, Dedboii (Yuh, Dedboii)
Aye!

[Chorus: Kezura]
Damn', I woke up in the sky wit' a Glock, next to God (What? Woah)
Off a bean, gettin' box from a thot, aye, yuh (Yeah, yeah, woah-woah-woah)
Bitch, I'm dead, not a soul could ever talk, they get lost, poppin' shots (Yeah, talk, yuh)
Bitch, I will always rock wit' a chop' (Brrah! Fa-Fa)
Damn', I woke up in the sky wit' a Glock, next to God
Off a bean, gettin' box from a thot (Okay, like)
Bitch, I'm dead, not a soul could ever talk, they get lost, poppin' shots (Bitch! Bitch!)
Bitch, I will always rock wit' a chop', yuh (Yeah! Yeah! Aye)

[Verse: Kezura]
Ice up in my cup, I put this poison in my veins ([?])
At 8:30 made 8-K, A-K sprayin' at his brain (Grrrrr, ta-ta-ta-ta!)
Chase a bag, bitch, why you always swerving in my lane? (Yeah)
I'll jump out this fucking whip and kill you on the interstate (On the interstate, woah-woah)
Aye, you think I give a fuck? Bitch, let me know (Let me know, woah)
We got bigger guns, bitch hit the floor (Boom! Boom!)
Catch a body if you play with my dough ([?])
Catch a body if you play with my— (What?)
Big range, hit that dummy 'cross the globe (Grrrrr)
Look like Rudolph, bitch, I got him out here runnin' from the pole (Yeah)
I'm a gorilla in this fucking school, finna' pull off your zone
Bang, bang, I'm Lil Sosa like a poster how I post (Bitch! Ye'-Ye'-Ye', woah)

[Refrain: Kezura]
Post Malone, I got that choppa' (I got that choppa')
Aye, yuh
Yeah, your bitch, she call me "Papa" (She call me "Papa")
Aye, yuh, hey
Post Malone wit' that choppa' (Woah-Woah, woah)
Yeah, your bitch, she call me—, what? Damn' (Grrrrr)

[Chorus: Kezura]
Damn', I woke up in the sky wit' a Glock, next to God (Grrrrr, bah-bah-bah!)
Off a bean, gettin' box from a thot (Ooh, oh my God)
Bitch, I'm dead, not a soul could ever talk, they get lost, poppin' shots (Yeah, yah)
Bitch, I will always rock wit' a chop', hey (Yeah, yeah, aye)
Damn', I woke up in the sky wit' a Glock, next to God (Grrrrr, bah-bah-bah!)
Off a bean, gettin' box from a thot (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I'm dead, not a soul could ever talk, they get lost, poppin' shots (Woah)
Bitch, I will always rock wit' a chop' (Woah, woah, wit' a chop', wit' a chop', wit' a chop', wit' a chop', wit'—)