Grrt (War's too nasty)

Sniper the Blixky

Gang, gang, gang

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

BG4L, SG

Twirl (Gang, gang)

Why would I speak on what happened

Just know he was lackin', so we whacked him (He was lackin')

Brand new blicky, this s**t came with hella attachments, on the ratchet (On a ratchet)

Give him a figgy, he gon' be next in the spliff, if we catch him in traffic (Twirl)

S**t'll get sticky, aim for his head with the blicky, put holes in his fashion, spin it (Skrrt, skrrt)

First n***a I see in designer, I'm killin', drill 'em

He with the treeshas, spin his Brazilian wig up (Gang, gang, gang)

Brush 'em, up it, spin, dump it

Hop out the black van, gun that boy down if he lackin', pluck him

Jump in the Bimmer, I'm with your treesha, she tryna eat up (Skrrt, skrrt)

Bands just freed up (Rrah), you the type to see opps and then freeze up (Shinе)

I think that it's time that we T up

Still scorin', 'till thesе haters D up

Twirlin' early mornin', don't do with informants (Twirl, twirl)

We the ones performin', that's why they need us

Why would I tell you the murders I did when I really be clappin'(How you know)

And no, I'm not doin' the feature with nobody 'less it's for backends

Yes, I be taxin', don't care what you jackin'

I'm the teacher, that's subtractin' the fractions

Took that boy gun off his waist, he was lackin' (Gimme that, gimme that)

Still on the run from the jakes, I ain't chattin' (Skrrt, skrrt)

I'm in this b***h that you wouldn't imagine

Talk tough, walk up and just whack him (Rrah, rrah)

I am a killer, I kill with a passion

When will y'all see that it's deeper than rappin'

Mission complete, I am not with the actin'

Heart cold like it's February (Ice)

My gun game, that's hereditary

I got perfect aim, so I never worry (Never worry)

I'ma drill 'em if it's necessary

I will not speak on what happened

Attention seekin' get you put in a casket

Jails in the streets, know I'm active (Active)

Know I'm cut from a different fabric

I don't bluff, ever said it's up unless you got luck, it's 'bout to get tragic

Make you disappear, I'm a magic (Shine)

Why would I speak on what happened

Just know he was lackin'

So we whacked him (He was lackin')

Brand new blicky, this s**t came with hella attachments, on the ratchet (On a ratchet)

Give him a figgy, he gon' be next in the spliff, if we catch him in traffic (Twirl)

S**t'll get sticky, aim for his head with the blicky, put holes in his fashion, spin it (Skrrt, skrrt)

(War's too nasty)