[Verse 1: LIL INFECTED]Uh, got a blunt, pop a trunkFill it with a fuck-boy, bitch-boy spillin' his gutsStomach acid mixed with bloodStaining my all-white white-laced SB DunksCop a couple bucks out his back pocket, wallet got to have somethingOtherwise, I gotta snatch something, so I pulled out his heart from his chestLeft the rest for his bitch and then left them, I ditched for the seventhFuck a motherfucker duckin', tuckin' in his tailI got a bone to pick with motherfuckers tryna see me failCreepin' like a vulture, bitch, I'm followin' his trailPicking on his bones for the flesh, leave the flies with the restLeave his body growing paleClose his mouth with nails, dead men tell no tales![Verse 2: LIL FAMINE]Yung Jack Torrance with some bodies in the storageLil' broke motherfucker wit' enough to pay the mortgageGot that torture in my barrel, them ghosts inhibit my mindIt's that suicidal junkie, Yung Scorcese of my timeI'm creepin' with *59 in the Overlook HotelTakin' one look at us, you can tell we come from hellI'm smokin' and chantin' spells, packin' a couple bellsPoppin' waves back to back, I'm always riding the swell[Verse 3: Black Smurf]With all these drugs in my system, be hard to keep my attentionThe narrow run full of tempt toI see no one but these figuresThe risk of losing existenceThe only reason I’m itching, itching to change up my presentWithout me switching the mission of making millionsIntention to get it quickly and strictly ‘bout getting money not flexin', then get some bitches start flexin'And snatch a ring just for fun'til I strike them digits and add it to yaYou’d be wishing that you would’ve fucking listenedWish you listened to me[Chorus: Project Pat]Redrum, redrum, redrumRedrum, redrum, redrumRedrum, redrum, redrumRedrum, redrum, redrum
