Put your hands in the air
And your weapons on the ground
Put your hands up in the air
We′re gonna murder with this sound
We're gonna drop a love bomb
We′re gonna drop a love bomb
And blow you away
Ay
I hold it down, ain't no holdin' back or holdin′ up
Hold up a trophy cup, a simple toast don′t hold enough
Blowin' up, can′t reverse the damage so you know it's us
Try to reach, all I know is speed, all you know is dust
Way too different fabrics that we cut from, I don′t fold for nun'
My story gon′ need an award yours need a coroner
I killed that then build stacks
You got real will, but it still lasts
I can't relate
You a gas can to a lit match
Might blow you away
Check the evidence
Livin' in your preference
Could have had it too if only you just put a bet on him
Guess it′s finally settin′ in, huh?
They upset again, huh?
Got 'em pressed, comin′ in heavy as the pressure's been
I′mma make 'em sound it out for those days I was counted out
Five, four, three seconds ′til they all without a doubt
I'mma make 'em hesitate to hate it when the record play
Three, two, one, show some love
′Cause you know we ′bout to detonate
