Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(I want that son of a bitch dead, I want him dead)
[Verse 2]
I want that **** dead, ain't no talking please
Put money on his head talking mortgage p's (Thirty bags)
I got a bag strap, I'll give it out on lease (Here you go)
Need that S-Class Coupe ****, AMG (Skrrt)
**** talking beef but never roll (Never roll)
Two straps, hold it up vertical (You come up)
When you're dead, you're dead it ain't reversible (Yes)
Clean headshot I did it surgical (Okay)
Fifty rack stack **** fuck a bank (Fuck a bank)
I'm in Ivory Coast counting up a million francs
Talking palm trees, **** know the boundaries
I'll shoot him in his chest, blow his heart clean (Finesse)
Dirty money fuck the system outlaw (Outlaw)
Better sleep with your gun and your bible (Okay)
I'm strapped with a Mac for survival (Okay)
Hollows in my clip and some rhinos
[Verse 3]
(I want him dead, I don't care)
(What am I alone in this world?)
(Did I ask you what you trying to do?)
(Did I ask you what you gonna to do?)
(I want you to get this fuck where he breathes)
(I want you to find this man before Elliot Ness. I want him dead)
(I want his family dead, I want his house burnt to the ground)
(I want to go there in the middle of the night and piss on ashes)
[Verse 4]
Uh, I need that **** dead by this week
South London press lemme read that **** six feet
Send a **** to God if a **** disbelieves (Ghost)
I'm in that Aston Martin looking prestige
If I press heat chest, head, neck bleeds (Finesse)
It's forty-fifth chicken like Jet Li (Yuck)
I don't like these ****, get them whacked easy (Gettin' what?)
These **** sound like bitches talkin mad greasy (Blah, blah, blah)
I used to have love for my older G's (For my older G's)
Now I hear they are conspiring to put holes in me (Want to kill me)
Look, shoot a **** dead, I don't carry C's (Finesse)
Shoot that **** seeds, let no one breathe (Okay)
Spray the whole clip in his whip (In his whip)
Outside the crib I be posted (Okay)
The **** ain't bad they're just talkative (Okay)
Uh, heat spark then smoke a wig (No)
[Verse 5]
(I want him dead, I don't care)
(What am I alone in this world?)
(Did I ask you what you trying to do?)
(Did I ask you what you gonna to do?)
(I want you to get this fuck where he breathes)
(I want you to find this man before Elliot Ness. I want him dead)
(I want his family dead, I want his house burnt to the ground)
(I want to go there in the middle of the night and piss on ashes)
Written by: Snap Capone