Lyrics:

(Hook)

Ayyyy, 'Ello, it's me
The motherfuckin Slaughternaut, and you know, how she be
A cocky bitch up on the mic, but you know, that she mean
Fuckin' businesssss, teehee

Ayyyy, 'Ello, it's me
The motherfuckin Slaughternaut, and you know, how she be
Cocky bitch on the mic, but you know, that she mean
Fuckin' businesssss, teehee

(Verse)

Alright, let me cook
Stop it for a second, correct it
I don't follow no directions cuz I'm very invested
And a lil bitch is trynna be, yeah they might try to best it
But I cough up on the mic so that the next get infected

Thank you

Look like Venom how they neck get infested
All this talk they putting out, they gotta keep it protected
I count one chin, two chin, three chin, four chin
Maybe there was more chins
Really the fucking point is

Shut yo' gaul when you thinking of pressing
Shit is depressing
I don't fall over any obsessions
It sends a message
That I'm tall, gotta extend the leverage
I make mess with
Any ball thrown up in my direction
I feel like Hendricks, huh

Taylor caught a body off the rim, he been jazzin'
Shit spaz when, they find out it's automatic
This shit tragical, it's a massacre happenin'
Like Italic, I make 'em lean and do an action
Trash bin

Ayyyy, 'Ello, it's me
The motherfuckin Slaughternaut, and you know, how she be
She sick as shit up on the mic and you know, that she mean
Fuckin business, PG

-Lang visuals
Fuck this shit, I flow moist like it's cr1tikal
Charlie on the feature, someone call up Pyrocynical
Flaming everything I fucking touch, pyro-typical
I told y'all I been goated, fuck you think? I ain't in Liminal?

Gimmie space bitch

Tracing white lines 'round these Pagans
Put a star in the circle and then they shocked I flame them
There's no candles to pass, cuz I done melt the whole joint down
Give me another reason to take another Noise out

Roll up to Louisville, you know I keep the K tucked
We'd fry a bitch so Chicken Little got his face shut
That's what told me that they got no fucking case
Ducked real low, now he choking cuz his airway cut
Fuck you

(Hook)

Ayyyy, 'Ello, it's me (Yeah)
The motherfuckin Slaughternaut, and you know, how she be (Yeah, Yeah)
A cocky bitch up on the mic, but you know, that she mean (Huh)
Fuckin' businesssss, teehee (Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up)

Ayyyy, 'Ello, it's we (What up?)
The motherfuckin' Dynamic Duo, you know he we be
Cocky bitches on the mic, but you know, that we mean (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Fuckin' businesssss, teehee (Yuh)

—Yesop—

(Verse)

This PG-13
P9 I'm meerking
Black tint, we lurking
Getting this bread the first thing
She gimme some head, she thirsting
I'm changing the lead, she smirking
Like a virus but I'm illa'
Tow faced killa!
I'm bipolar with the straps
Don't know which one to kill you with
Lite a cig in the whip
While your bitch is chilling in
64 I'm drilling it
Chrome wheels, this steel peice
Lighting from my finger tips
Touch my guap or my rolls I leave a nigga fingerless
Clear the scene, your whole team is leaving fingerprints
Extendo
The glock stay put right near my elbow
This gun so big
You hear it booming with tempo
Hit your temple, The Shell loose
There's levels  Don't medel wit
That two horned bitch, cuz she is like a devil
Dumping bodies that I tie on the trunk
Like it's shevels
This a 2 man plan
The can'll fire out the pencil, nigga

(Hook)

DYNAMIC DUO (ft. Yesop)

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