on site killers - ync capo lyrics
b*tch i’m feening frosty i got snapple in my beverage, 7.62 i had to use my weapon
if a n*gga move wrong he gone have to get protection, gucci mink up in the summer t*shirt in my bally’s yeaaa
caught a n*gga at the red light he was lacking so i hopped up out the car walked down on him let him have it yeaa
trigger finger on the draco really happy so i had to let him have it ima turn him to some magic yeaa
poof, ima hop out the roof, i had the drake thang on me in the gucci store and my security had 30s too
put up a shot yo n*gga got popped check the score f*ck n*gga it’s 30 *2
last yung n*gga tried me got popped and i gave his ass bout 32
b*tch we trapping and we robbing just to go and get new kicks
smoking moon rocks be my hobby got me rolling on some sh*t
i got them hittas in the cut they on yo ass like some ticks no blind man but i keep sticks lil b*tch u really want this sh*t
pop pop pop pop ima lay him down, i got dracos in yo face lil n*gga u laying down
we gone run up in yo house and we gone air it out, running all up in through your pockets tryna get a pound
young n*gga on the block with the work i was the young n*gga that had the 380 in the coat
i got a 4 5 wit me right now that’s what i tote n*gga
ion front no f*cking ounces get yo own n*gga, u seeing hearing all these diamonds my persona n*gga
slam a nîgga down, oooouu i’m on a n*gga
if a n*gga get wrong then he did wrong spent money on gucci sh*t this right here just to sh*t on em
bought a brand new coupe blew the roof and then threw the b*tch on it
smack the tissue up on they head because i’ma sh*t on em, i don’t give a f*ck who you is i shoot at big homies
choppa got a clip like bananas i’m finna peel on them
i just went shopping bought a brand new b*tch, i just went shopping bought a brand new stick
i got 2 50 rounds double d’s they got tits bra pass the mac and ski mask i had to change the fit
ima hit man i do my own work, f*ck what he did b*tch i did my homework
we come through sliding on yo block and we gone let him have it got 7.62 with these b*tches and we automatic
for real b*tch i came to k!ll why these p*ssy ass n*ggas wanna play with me like i don’t know where they live
ian wanna hear that sh*t they talking tryna push adlibs in my ear
i was taught to be paid then be laid toe tag his ass to the ville
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