This track is a vivid portrayal of the rebellious and defiant spirit of the artists. The lyrics revolve around themes of power, dominance, and aggression, reflecting their assertive stance in an environment they perceive as hostile. The repeated references to violence can be interpreted as metaphors for overcoming challenges and asserting one's presence. Furthermore, the explicit mention of material wealth like diamonds on the wrist indicates a pursuit of success and recognition. The song also touches upon romantic relationships, suggesting a casual attitude towards love interests. Overall, it encapsulates the artists' raw energy and determination to thrive amidst adversity.
vendetta!
Lyrics
(MUPP broken your heart)
Damn, like, shawty, what it do?
Got a bad bitch on me, I'ma leave with you
If I walk up in the party, motherfuckers better move
If a motherfucker try me, I'ma put him on the news
Goddamn, I don't want no fuckin' bitch
'Cause I came in the club with a motherfuckin' stick (ayy, ayy)
Watch out, motherfucker, 'cause I'm lookin' for a lick
Got diamonds on my wrist, brass knuckles on my fist
I'm stompin' motherfuckers in the face in the pit
Might hit 'em in the head, I got a hunnid in the clip
Wait, lil' bitch, don't want that
I'ma put a blade through his chest like a thumb tack
Like damn, this choppa gon' have 'em runnin'
Been fuckin' on his bitch, I'ma fuck her until I'm cummin' (ayy)
Got a bad little bitch at the crib and she up to somethin'
I'ma walk up in this bitch, I don't care if they tell me, "Come in"
'Cause I came in this bitch and I'm lookin' for a body (ayy, ayy, wait, wait)
I feel like murder is a motherfuckin' hobby
And I'm comin' off the top, feelin' like I'm Jeff Hardy
Got blood on the dance floor, walk up in this party
Blood on my shirt from the vendetta
Stomp him in the face with my boot and I tell him, "Get up"
Bitch, heads up, I'm gettin' fed up
Pull up with the gun and mark yo' head up, bitch
Damn, like, shawty, what it do?
Got a bad bitch on me, I'ma leave with you
If I walk up in the party, motherfuckers better move
If a motherfucker try me, I'ma put him on the news
Goddamn, I don't want no fuckin' bitch
'Cause I came in the club with a motherfuckin' stick
Got diamonds on my wrist, brass knuckles on my fist
I'm stompin' motherfuckers in the face in the pit
Might hit 'em in the head, I got a hunnid in the clip
Wait, lil' bitch, don't want that
I'ma put a blade through his chest like a thumb tack
Like damn, this choppa gon' have 'em runnin'
Been fuckin' on his bitch, I'ma fuck her until I'm cummin' (ayy)
Got a bad little bitch at the crib and she up to somethin'
I'ma walk up in this bitch, I don't care if they tell me, "Come in"
Writer(s): Aaron Brandford, Maksym Apostol
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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