russian roulette! - aidez lyrics
[intro]
when it’s time
we can seal our weapons
so you can’t tell the difference
like i said before
the winner then picks a gun
and pulls the trigger once
for every victory
whoever takes a bullet to the head
is the loser
well, sounds fun doesn’t it?
hang on, sorry but
that’s an air gun or something, right?
[buildup]
i’m that big bad back breaker
money stacked, cash taker
standing on my business
i’m a cynic for the flash paper x4
[hook]
i’m that big bad back breaker
money stacked, cash taker
standing on my business
i’m a cynic for the flash paper
certified trash maker
fully grown bag chaser
burnin all my benjis
on a bentley i’m gon crash later
[verse]
f*ck, shawty down smash on my d*ck
like she a smash player
shawty soakin for my s*m*n
she an ass shaker
f*ck these rodents in my dms
i’m a rat slayer
put these p*ssies in their place
like a brat tamer
[bridge]
in the chamber
put 2 rounds of that forty four
i can’t give up now
double down
like i’m yumeko
[verse]
f*ck, ain’t a game
this ain’t roshambo
f*ck, to your brain
hope that sh*t don’t blow
f*ck, you afraid
but don’t let it show
f*ck, all the same
pay off what you owe
no b*tch you ain’t invincible
it’s six to 1 you’re minced when all
this stick’s shots leave you rinsed wit holes
for fixin for that friction bro it’s
just not worth it
choppa squirting
my gl!ck keep on itching bro
you jits be stickin on my d*ck
your b*tch she l!ckin on my pole
f*ck, i really think i’ve had enough
i’m with your b*tch we makin snuff
films how i’m digging out her guts
i leveled up
now i’m on top the world
i never needed luck
i got a gift that keep on giving
b*tch i’m hotter than the sun
that’s how you know i keep that heat on me
it’s pr*ne to make them run
i aim my scope right at their jesus piece
and burn them when i’m done
i got an uzi wit a beam in green
you know it weigh a ton
i got a shawty who a fiend for me
who always looking spun
[interlude]
hold your breath!
[verse]
hoe keep f*cking pressin
ima break your f*cking neck in b*tch
flexing wit that weapon
put that metal where your melon is
lock your jaw and
pull your t**th out like a dentist b*tch
pistol whip that jit
to show his ass where my momentum is
like keep on flexing boy
i pull up with that weapon out
digits dancing in my venmo
when i gun em down
f*ck around lil b*tch
i’m spewing out a thousand rounds
to drown em out
so hit the ground
unless you wanna die to the sound
like watch out
we on route and we gon pop out
fallout, all my weapons modded
get you knocked out
or shot down
snipers on the roof
shoot from the top down
f*ck round with me
b*tch i’m pr*ne to pull that glock out
[hook]
cuz i’m that big bad back breaker
money stacked, cash taker
standing on my business
i’m a cynic for the flash paper
certified trash maker
fully grown bag chaser
burnin all my benjis
on a bentley i’m gon crash later
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