(Dvus Texas ****)

Pistol whip a **** head and fuck up his cerebral

Bitch we Devious the definition of us evil

Kiniving and we slimey, bitch don't play wit us it's lethal

Ruger don't got kick but that bitch hit like desert eagle

Pistol whip a **** head and fuck up his cerebral

Bitch we Devious the definition of us evil

Kiniving and we slimey bitch don't play wit us it's lethal

Ruger don't got kick but that bitch hit like desert eagle

This **** just a bitch give him some panties and a bra

We stand on top of shit I bet my **** dust him off

Them hollows hit his chest, you listen close you'll hear him cough

I'm not one to talk I'll leave a **** lined in chalk

Okay my laser got a light you click it twice it start to flicker

Shoot and flashing hin like a photo crop him out the picture

I heard he folding like a bitch, that pressure change his gender

It's twenty something shots on me like I was buying liquor

We bringing pressure like we shaking soda, pop his fuckin head off

Bitch we is them **** that you other **** hear bout

We ain't scared of none them **** that yo cousin and them scared about

Like I'm watching 3D out one eye, shit all I see is red now

Catch 'em for talkin we expose him for that bullshit

Fuck we saving bullets for run up you catch the full clip

I ain't Kurama but we fox a **** leave him on news clip

Pull that bitch and let it (Glrrdd) Chalk him like a pool stick

Pistol whip a **** head and fuck up his cerebral

Bitch we Devious the definition of us evil

Kiniving and we slimey bitch don't play wit us it's lethal

Ruger don't got kick but that bitch hit like desert eagle

Pistol whip a **** head and fuck up his cerebral

Bitch we Devious the definition of us evil

Kiniving and we slimey bitch don't play wit us it's lethal

Ruger don't got kick but that bitch hit like desert eagle

(He think somebody playin) put that **** on a stat sheet

Gather Dvus and pass them sticks around like track meets

Six fifty drums, three hundred shots like we was from them 'raq streets

Like I blocked a shot from Jimmy Butler **** know I pack heat

We cut his finger tips fonick no ID him, he John Doe

Pull up wit four nines inside this whip I feel like Rondo

Choppa get to singing breaking glass like a soprano

My cousin keep a drake you woulda thought he from Toronto

Bitch u kno we lit we put his light out like some candles

Dvus u kno we stand on shit jus like some sandals

I got some cash my pockets lumps you would've thought I wore some camels

Put that burner on him in the morning leave a **** scrambled

Pistol whip a **** head and fuck up his cerebral

Bitch we Devious the definition of us evil

Kiniving and we slimey bitch don't play wit us it's lethal

Ruger don't got kick but that bitch hit like desert eagle

Pistol whip a **** head and fuck up his cerebral

Bitch we Devious the definition of us evil

Kiniving and we slimey bitch don't play wit us it's lethal

Ruger don't got kick but that bitch hit like desert eagle