Billy Bats

Shoot 'em up Never ask questions Leave 'em dead Shoot, mobbed up, under influence in that coupe Got the cold killers with the smile wearin' suits Automatics wipe the bullets down leave no proof Got the drop on these niggas now so we shoot I hope you got a extra mic and a fuego proof booth 'Cause you know, I'm known to melt a wire or two I got the mac all black but the riot won't do I got the [?] killin' rats, get your firin' crew You need a fire engineer when I lay this blaze I fired engineers when hola became Hit the bodega dark liquor, lines of blow Hoes with the big nose suckin' me slow Fuck that, don't hold me back I sleep in the trap Y'all cats told Bamz to rap I'd rather, take my chances hitin' the block I had to, take those glances runnin' from cops, for real If you a boss don't say it 'Cause a real boss got the alphabet boys waitin' We ain't playin' with ya Most high roll up with the holy scriptures I want a mansion like a museum to hang my pictures You hear the whispers? Tanboys did this Some got the permanent ink, some got stickers Die for some money never die for some bitches All of us come from the streets, my niggas Your man won't shoot Your goons won't shoot Your crew won't shoot Your bitch won't shoot Your moms won't shoot Your pops won't shoot Your step-father's baby mother brother won't shoot What it do? Never scared, who are you? Smell pussy in the room Bitch niggas perfume Pullin' cars like what Got a bitch like what She can ride, she can smoke, she can suck like what Cuban cigars at the bar, I'm like Castro Know who we are, I'm not a star I'm an asshole Cash flow [?] task force, comin' in Lawyer money straight, make bill when the sun come in