[ Featuring Obviousgod, Anton Karpukhin ]
Gunsmoke bloodshed he gone in a second
Stacking up the bands gonna keep em second guessing
Cross hair, lined up, ima leave it wreckage
Pussy get clipped call it sending a message
On my phone, it been do not disturb bitch
They been thought that I do not deserve it
Cause that violence u gotta swerve it
Evil intent, how I move on the vermin
Verse:
When I roll up on em swear to God it feel like Witchery
Pitching all these fits to me it really seems like little league
Really playing victim watch em Rot up in the misery
You never been a secret I prefer to keep a mystery
Bands on his head, I think he better off dead
Rev the engines fast now we be getting to the bread
Make a gash inside his vitals now he'll never be a threat
On the roof a sniper rifle got em aiming at the head
It get dumb lit
Get hit wit this drumstick
Fall back bitch boy cuz we run shit
Wrong side Left leaking when the slug hit
30 rounds more we really get em done in
Make my mark and then I might leave
Sip my drink and smoke on my tree
There ain't no one over my team
Ain't no one who flowing like me