Corners lyrics

[Verse 1]
Make a voodoo doll of Ouija
Give that boy some bread
Then make one for all my haters and put scissors through they head
Make a Voodoo doll of chiorboy with gauges and some dreads
Then blow doja smoke at both them make sure both our eyes is red
Rolling up loaded got gun in my britches
I'm already dead when I bust on you b*tches
I'm kinda a beast when it come to my business
I smoking a pack of that magic with Ninjas
We calling you out if you acting pretentious
We from the diminsion of killing the b*tches
You clicking a leaving your posse defenseless
We taking yo teeth you about to need dencheres
They calling the feds and we jumping them fences
While carrying body defing the physics
We choping you up cause we broke and could only afford
Body bags thats intended for midgets
You gonna get offended ( hoe you know what the f*ck it is)
Cross us you get ended (Quick to suffacte a f*cking trick)
Morge corners Im a bend it ( quija Macaframavich)
Wagon shorty get up in it ( or we drag you in this f*cking b*tch)
Smell the stinch when my solders swing the f*cking lane
Toof gang wagon jumper cables to your f*cking brain