Kill The Engineer Pt. 1 Lyrics

Aight, turn my headphones up
They are up
Yeah, them sounds on point, yeah
Yeah, of course they're on point, you good
Put more gunshots, man
Gunshots? Of course, motherfucker
There you go
Finally
This fucking guy
Okay, check it out

Is it not fair that I can walk outside
And get harassed by the coppers when they ride by
Make a U-turn and burn rubber
Pull up on me with the

What the fuck is wrong with you, man?
Yo, dawg, I'm fucking tired, man
Man, this is the, what, fifth time you done fucked up
Now why you keep dropping the beat like that?
'Cause it's fucking three in the morning
Man, no, man, time is money, dawg
It's my fucking first time doing that
Man, I don't give a fuck, that shit is irritating
Irritating my ass, Mr. Instigator
Man, fuck you, man, since you talking shit, I'ma come out there
Oh yeah, come out here, it's fucking
Late, I'm tired, I gotta take my kids
Oh shit, fuck, no, oh my God, is that a motherfucking gun?
Hell yeah, what the fuck you think it is?
Oh shit, damn
Man, fuck, man
Yo, what up, though?
Yeah, I blew another speaker
Again, bro?
Yeah, you might wanna get up here
Ugh, fuck

Bro, what did you do? Who is this fool?
Fuck him, man, what about me and what I been through?
Tryna record all night and Eric couldn't get it right
Actin' snappy and all uptight
So out of spite you shoot him?
Duh, yeah
You couldn't threaten to harm him?
Classic Swift, shooting first, now we got us a problem
Bro, relax, I got shovels in the back
Plastic wrap, duct tape and all that
Well, look at Mr. Prepared, you got it all figured out, huh?
'Cause this nigga dead
Who the fuck is that? Who you expecting?
Shh, oh shit, it must be his next session
Wait, I got an idea
Eric's not here, he left, the reason's unclear
He'll be back next year (Next year)
Yeah, now get the fuck up out of here (Fuck you)
Okay, we gotta wrap him up and get him in the trunk
And then what?
Well, genius, down to the city dump
Oh, yeah
Watch his head, man
Don't worry about me, you just focus on his feet
And get his ass in the Jeep
Take his phone, bash it into pieces and toss it in the street
I'm hungrier than a motherfucker, we should get something to eat
Swift, focus
Nah, for real, White Castle sound clutch right now
Just make sure everything's wiped down after we done, man
Man, stop worrying and carrying on
I'm just saying, man
Oh shit, turn it up, this my song
Oh my God, bro
I ain't paying for these burgers and you better not ask for none
Man, this whole fucking night is dumb
Man, I'ma have to toss this gun
What are you talking about?
Oh shit, thank you
Yo, I appreciate you helping me and stopping
Uh, shut your ass up, you'll be in some more shit by next month
Well, actually, I was thanking you for stopping for these burgers
Oh, of course, 'cause why thank me for help covering up a mur-
Ooh, let me get a fry
Oh no, you ain't wanna stop then
Come on
You barely even hit the drive-thru for my pop at Wendy's
Dude, we got a whole body in the back while you yapping and
Man, close your mouth, stop smacking
Oh, my bad
Mmm, we damn near here
We get rid of him, we out, problem disappears
Anyway, check this meme out, this shit is hilarious
I sent it to you just to see your face when you playing it
You get it yet?
Swifty, please, I'm tryna concentrate
I swear I should've just hung up on you out the gate
Bro, chill, make a right, drive it to the back
Aight, come on, man, let's take the body out the hatch

Oh fuck
What the fuck? He still alive
Look, Swift, I said some things, you said some things
I'd rather move forward, let's go back to the studio and record
You gotta be fucking kidding me, man
Hey, you got any more burgers left in that crave case?
See? I told you White Castle's was clutch
Oh my God, man, look, call you a Uber
For both of you motherfuckers, I'm going home
Fuck is his problem?
I don't know, that's your boy
Wait, the burgers
No