Beat produced by Belle Romance

Lyrics:

Rolf McSpeedy, you thought you were "Him",
Leakin' my digits, I hope you can swim.

Act like bros when behind the wheel,
But with me, you broke the devil's deal.

You see, Boris is a brother, 
in the Italian crew,
And you betrayed him, man, that's how you do?

Thought you'd gain some cash, but now you're marked for death,
In this game of life, you took your final breath.

But hey, shoutout to the Soochi girls,
you did this world a solid,
Exposed our vermin problem, and you left 'ol Rolf demolished.

You're the heroes in this tale, we're giving you props,
Rolf McSpeedy, go and talk to some more cops.

You took out the trash, got rid of the snitch,
Now we're back on track, ain't life a bitch?

Your loyalty's a joke, and your name's a disgrace,
Rolf McSpeedy, you a snitch, a rat, a Norwegian snake.

Our little family, we won't forget your name
We see you as a snitch, we deal with 'em all the same.

A traitor in the end, with your loyalty gone.
You'll be haunted by your choices, and also this song,
Rolf McSpeedy, snitching is always wrong.

Won't have to worry about waking up in a hospital room,
Because you'll be seeing the inside of a coffin soon.

So keep your pedal to the metal, try to flee the past,
But you can't outrun the karma, that's a mafioso fact.

Your name will be remembered, but not for saying bye,
You're just a coward, Rolf, who left your brothers to die.

Boris Alekovski