Makaveli Lyrics – Nine Vicious
Chop off your head and dig a hole in the dirt (***, a hole in the dirt)
I hop in a big black truck and you hop in a Lexus (Talkin’ ’bout a big black truck, on God)
I told her I just wanna ***, I just want some *** (What? ***, what? What? What? What? What?)
I told her I just wanna ***, yeah, I just want some *** (Say what?)
They like, ”Where you came from?” ***, I came up goin’ crazy (Came up), ***
3.5 to the face (3.5), ***, know that I be faded (Blatt)
And these bullets ain’t got no names so, I make his ass take it (Say what?)
And that *** wanna give me some brain so, I let this ho taste it (No cap)
***, I’m mad as ***, I hop on the beat, I’m mad, *** (***, I’m mad, ***)
These niggas sad as ***, they hatin’ on me, get a bag, *** (Go get a bag, ***)
This ho ridin’ on my ***, she might be The Flash, lil’ *** (She might be The Flash, lil’ ***)
I call Apollo, I call Apollo, they takin’ your hat, *** (They takin’ your hat, they takin’ it), yeah (YVL, YVL)
If it’s a problem, I’m gon’ settle it (YSL, YSL, YSL, YSL)
That *** poppin’ *** just like a kettle (***, what?)
I just pierced my wrist with a Bezel (With a Bezel)
I just pierced my wrist with a Bezel (Pierced my what?)
Chop off your head and dig a hole in the dirt (***, a hole in the dirt)
I hop in a big black truck and you hop in a Lexus (Talkin’ about a big black truck, on God)
I told her I just wanna ***, I just want some *** (What? ***, what? What? What? What? What?)
I told her I just wanna ***, yeah, I just want some *** (Say what?)
Yeah, I’m in a Cullinan drivin’ deceased (Yeah, I’m drivin’ a Ghost)
I took half a X, she want her a piece (She want her a X)
He talkin’ ’bout me, but he don’t wanna link (But he don’t wanna link)
She wet like a faucet, damn, she wet like a sink (Damn, she wet like a sink)
I couldn’t even think, I couldn’t even think at all (I couldn’t even think at all)
I gotta leave, black truck, that’s my car (Black truck, that’s my car)
I’m uppin’ my beam, I *** around, up on the bride (Up on the bride)
Give a *** ’bout a milly, Lil’ Trey got sticks like COD (I got sticks like COD, stick)
When I’m in Atlanta they can catch a lil’ *** outside (Catch a *** outside, man)
Choppa gon’ wash his ass up, just like a potty (Say what? What?)
He really a white boy, we call that lil’ *** Tyler (Tyler)
My life like Discord, I *** around and need me a mod (Yeah, no cap)
Chop off your head and dig a hole in the dirt (***, a hole in the dirt)
I hop in a big black truck and you hop in a Lexus (Talkin’ about a big black truck, on God)
I told her I just wanna ***, I just want some *** (What? ***, what? What? What? What? What?)
I told her I just wanna ***, yeah, I just want some *** (Say what?)
Chop off your head and dig a hole in the dirt (***, a hole in the dirt)
I hop in a big black truck and you hop in a Lexus (Talkin’ about a big black truck, on God)
I told her I just wanna ***, I just want some *** (What? ***, what? What? What? What? What?)
I told her I just wanna ***, yeah, I just want some *** (Say what?)