Dari
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Power
Songwriter
Mister Karn
Songwriter
Lirik
Okay like red beam to your dome
I'm rolling round beretta chrome
Got your bitch she on my phone
Don't fuck with me I'm in my zone
The bullets in my revista
Make a bitch-boy want to go home
Pulling out the lot, put a bullet to his dome
Okay like red beam to your dome
I'm rolling round beretta chrome
Got your bitch she on my phone
Don't fuck with me I'm in my zone
The bullets in my revista
Make a bitch-boy want to go home
Pulling out the lot, put a bullet to his bone (aye)
This shit dead bruh
But you know I have to fucking kill it anyway bruh (aye)
So fuck it, I'm going to do it (aye, aye)
Let's run it motherfucker, let's run it (aye)
I got red pills, blue pills if you feeling anxious (aye)
I've been tripping on a bitch like I'm in the matrix (yeah)
I don't care for you, people saying I'm a sadist (what?)
Red bills, blue bills, now you know I made it
Through the Congo, I'm going to hit a combo on your bitch
I'm your one and only, kill that boy if he talk shit
Like Liu Kang, hit him in the back like Bruce Wayne
Taking a trip into Spain
Got a dot up to your brain (aye)
Okay like red beam to your dome
I'm rolling round beretta chrome
Got your bitch she on my phone
Don't fuck with me I'm in my zone
The bullets in my revista
Make a bitch-boy want to go home
Pulling out the lot, put a bullet to his dome
Okay like red beam to your dome
I'm rolling round beretta chrome
Got your bitch she on my phone
Don't fuck with me I'm in my zone
The bullets in my revista
Make a bitch-boy want to go home
Pulling out the lot, put a bullet to his-
Written by: Jackson Power, Mister Karn
