ft. Jack Harlow, Cordae | (Killer) Yeah! I'm a (Boy's crazy), I'm a cold-blooded (Killer)
Made all this money from doin' this (Yeah, look) d.a. got that dope
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
ft. Jack Harlow, Cordae | (Killer) Yeah! I'm a (Boy's crazy), I'm a cold-blooded (Killer)
Made all this money from doin' this (Yeah, look) d.a. got that dope
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drip—
[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
I used to rock a toboggan
Headphones around my neck, tryna be like Shady
Now the phone that's in my pocket seem to keep vibratin'
I got all these Ronnie Bennetts tryna be my baby
Tryna fiancé me, I take the steering wheel and drive them girls beyond crazy (Crazy)
I'm on a song with my idol
I'm a cold-blooded version of the song title
I put these diamonds in the ring like they was Shawn Michaels
I can't put the Louis V inside the wash cycle
I take this shit to the cleaners
Bout to cop me a Bimmer, I got a special demeanor
She was mine when I seen her, I'm gettin' meaner and meaner
Called the front desk and asked for a steamer
I'm a bitch bagger, not a Twitch streamer
I'm eatin' pizza in Little Italy, damn, I used to hit Caesars
She 'bout to finish, but wait a minute, it gets deeper
Same kid just a bit sleeker
[Chorus: Eminem & Cordae]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it (Listen, uh)
[Verse 2: Cordae]
They say my killing's horrendous, "How he still in the business?"
Rich as hell and it's feelin' tremendous
Ma dukes chillin' in Venice, compliments of her eldest, the cynic
Give hell with these writtens, this shit only propel my ascension
I held my position in any situation that's needed
This year I'm shittin' on niggas for the way we was treated
I see the impact of all my creations increasin'
My step in time with these Pantheons, it was all was divine
I'm in this moment of my life where shit is fallin' in line
And lookin' back, I swear to god, you'd think it all was designed
A true movie script, I can't really ever fuck no groupie bitch
All she got is diamonds on her mind on some Uzi shit
A whole generation of geniuses I'm influencin'
I only hang with real niggas who I'm congruent with
I manifest nothing less than the best outcome
Just watch my moves with this next album, nigga
[Chorus: Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Verse 3: Eminem]
My sentences are harsh, every single's bar's like a verdict
I say it with conviction, but this time you're not gonna serve it
But as soon as I read it, you know that you're about to get murdered
When I cap, it'll punish, then put you in a box like a juror
If there's a rapper I haven't ate (Where?)
We ain't battled, either that or they won't collaborate
Cause pad or paper freestyle will settle that debate (Yup)
I call it guillotine style 'cause even off the head, I decapitate
Yeah, bitch, I go harder than Carter III (What?)
But I think your thottie just thought of me
She got a body and bottom like Cardi B
And she be stalking me like I was broccoli
I'm getting brain now like a lobotomy
You probably thinkin' you had that shit in the bag like it's colostomy
It's a red alert, you better skrrt or try to get on my level first
Bitch, I'd had to shovel dirt and dig a hole to get on yours
You bum-bum, look at your broke ass (Yeah)
It's why you're a bum-bum (Why?) 'cause your shit is so ass (Yeah)
Syllable gun-guns, spits and goes "Hadoo"
Only L that I ever took is when I lost Proof (Yeah)
Only time that I ever got served is that lawsuit when Ma sued (What?)
But, bitch, get out of pocket and I might accost you
Homicides up the wazoo
Chain gaudy, probably got more bodi-odi-odies than John do (John do)
Just called Snoop and I talked to him, we all cool
Dre, me and the Dogg good, Doc, we got you
Got a castle with a solid gold floor
No I don't, I don't even got a boat nor
Do I got a chauffeur, but a lot to show for
You don't wanna fuck around and start no war
Twenty more years, I could probably go for
Just like your lip and you got a cold sore
My shit is like motherfuckin' herpes
You ain't ever gonna say I don't got it no more (Bitch)
Literally it's stupidity, you kiddin' me?
Dying laughing is the only way you're killing me
I'm getting rid of ya, get clapped like chlamydia
The wittiest, bitch, I'll snap like a tibia
You wanna get silly with the bars? I'm frivolous
But I'm as gritty and litty as my city is
East side 'til I die, bitch, I will rep 'til the end like a chameleon
Got a killer instinct with the pen's ink and they're in sync like a faucet
How the fuck do I even think of this ridiculous shit?
I'm a quarter of a century deep and I can't be beat (Nah)
Til the day me and the grim reap meet, I'm ten toes down 'til I'm six feet deep (What?)
Windows down in the Benz E jeep hollerin' at a bimbo, beep-beep-beep
She said she fucks with the M-T-B to the M-B: Side B Slim CD
I can see why you envy me, you get no ass like an empty seat
So this shit comes with a warning for all you punks and corny
Little fucks, I woke up on my fuck shit this morning
[Chorus: Eminem]
Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty
Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money
Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me
[Outro: Eminem & Jack Harlow]
Yeah, I'm a (Killer)
Yeah, I'm a what, I'm a cold-blooded (Killer)
（杀手）是啊！我是一个（男孩的疯狂），我是一个冷血（杀手）
使这一切从钱干什么这个（是啊，看看）D.A.得到了涂料
现在算吧，五年，十年，是啊，十五，二十
二十五，三十，是啊，得到的钱
把它扔到炉子，是啊，这狗屎是可笑
赚钱只是烧了它，赃物drip-
[诗歌1：插孔哈洛]
我用岩石雪橇
在我的脖子耳机，tryna像黑幕
现在，我口袋里有手机似乎保持vibratin'
我把所有这些罗尼尼特tryna是我的宝贝
Tryna未婚夫，我拿方向盘和驾驶他们超越疯狂的女孩（疯狂）
我与我的偶像歌曲
我歌名的冷血版本
我把这些钻石环就像他们是肖恩Michaels
我不能把路易五世的洗涤周期内
我借此狗屎精光
布特警察我Bimmer，我有一种特殊的风度
她是我的，当我看到她，我刚开了更猛烈的寡情
打电话到前台，并要求蒸笼
我是一个婊子装袋，不抽搐流光
我eatin'比萨饼小意大利，该死的，我以前打凯撒
她“回合结束，但且慢，它得到更深
同孩子只是有点更时尚
[合唱：阿姆＆Cordae]
现在算吧，五年，十年，是啊，十五，二十
二十五，三十，是啊，得到的钱
把它扔到炉子，是啊，这狗屎是可笑
赚钱只是烧了它（听着，嗯）
[诗2：Cordae]
他们说我杀人的可怕，“他怎么还在营业？”
丰富的地狱，它的感觉巨大
马公爵在威尼斯寒冷的，她的长子致意，愤世嫉俗
给地狱与这些writtens，这一切只是我的推进提升
我持有在任何情况下我所处的位置的需要
今年我在黑鬼shittin'因为我们被对待的方式
我看到我的创作影响increasin'
我的时间步长与这些万神殿，这是所有是神
我在这一刻我的生活在那里的屎是掉到一致
而回首，我对天发誓，你会觉得这一切的设计
一个真正的电影剧本，我真的不能永远没有他妈的婊子骨肉皮
她所得到的一些乌兹拉屎在她的脑海钻石
整整一代天才的我influencin'
我只用谁，我与全等真正的黑鬼挂
我表现无外乎最好的结局
刚才看我的这个下一张专辑，黑人运动
[合唱：阿姆]
现在算吧，五年，十年，是啊，十五，二十
二十五，三十，是啊，得到的钱
把它扔到炉子，是啊，这狗屎是可笑
赢取它只是烧了它，赃物drippin'从我
[第3节：阿姆]
我的句子是苛刻的，每一个酒吧的像判决
我说以坚定的信念，但这个时候你不会为它服务
但只要我读了它，你知道你是要得到杀害
当我封顶，它会惩罚，然后把你在一个盒子里像陪审员
如果有一个说唱歌手我还没有吃（在哪里？）
我们是不是作战，或者因为他们不会合作
原因垫或纸自由泳将解决这一辩论（是啊）
我把它称为断头台式“的原因，甚至落头，我斩首
是啊，婊子，我走了难度比卡特III（什么？）
但我认为你thottie只是想到了我
她找了一个身体和底部像卡迪乙
她被盯上了，好像我是西兰花
现在我就在脑海里就像一切断术
你可能在想你不得不在袋子的狗屎喜欢它的造口术
这是一个红色警报，你最好skrrt或试图让我的水平第一
母狗，我不得不铲泥土和挖个坑让你上
您烧伤，烧伤，看看你打破屁股（是啊）
这就是为什么你是个流浪汉，流浪汉（为什么呢？）因为你的屎是那么的屁股（呀）
音节枪枪，吐奶，去“Hadoo”
仅由L-，我曾经花是我失去的时候证明（是啊）
只有我曾经得到服务的时间是在诉讼状告马（什么？）
但是，婊子，让口袋里了，我可能会招呼你
他杀了wazoo
链华而不实，可能得到更多的薄底-ODI-odies比约翰做（约翰做）
只是叫史努比，我和他谈过，我们都冷静
肛门指诊，我和狗狗好，医生，我们得到了你
得到了坚实的金楼城堡
不，我不这样做，我甚至不得到一条船也没有
我有一个司机，但很多以示
你不想他妈的左右，并开始不战
二十多年来，我大概可以去
就像你的唇，你得了唇疱疹
我的屎是像娘疱疹
你是不是曾经会说我没有得到它没有更多的（母狗）
从字面上看它的愚蠢，你开玩笑我吗？
垂死的笑是你杀了我的唯一途径
我摆脱雅，得到拍手像衣原体
该wittiest，婊子，我会凶胫骨
你想获得与傻的吧？我很轻浮
但我的坚韧不拔和litty我的城市
东侧，直到我死，婊子，我会代表，直到像变色龙结束
得到了与笔的墨水杀手本能，他们是在像水龙头同步
如何他妈的我甚至觉得这个荒谬的狗屎？
我是一个世纪深的四分之一，我不能被打败（罗）
直到那天我和严峻收获满足，我十个脚趾下来，直到我六英尺深（是什么？）
Windows就在奔驰E吉普车纷纷抱在宾博，哔 - 哔 - 哔
她说，她与M-T-B的M-B乱搞：B面超薄CD
我可以看到你为什么羡慕我，你没有屁股就像一个空座位
所以，这一切，带有警告所有你混混和老土
小乱搞，我醒来今天早上我他妈的狗屎
[合唱：阿姆]
现在算吧，五年，十年，是啊，十五，二十
二十五，三十，是啊，得到的钱
把它扔到炉子，是啊，这狗屎是可笑
赢取它只是烧了它，赃物drippin'从我
[结尾：阿姆与杰克哈洛]
是啊，我是（杀手）
是啊，我是什么，我是一个冷血（杀手）