Killshot

(Killshot)

Yea, look (uh)

We gonna bring the gang out

Yea

Money in our face now

(Check it)

45 to his neck I have him stressed out

Cold-hearted guess that’ll teach him to poke his chest out

So much loud you probably hear us from the next town

Fuck around you talk to me crazy we got a mess now

Look at how we do ‘em this ain’t even fair (Yeah)

Told you I’m a problem you been well aware

Gang in this bitch don’t give a fuck about the other side

Mad you can’t get in my castle cause this bitch fortified

Killshot I do not miss

Double sticks like a hike

Sights leveled

So the twins

Get a glimpse of the enemy

Ain’t lettin’ them exist

Ain’t a decorated vet

But reinvented who I’m is

No safety

Heaterspit, cheetah print bullets get to painting

See 'em hit, leave ‘em with the demons and the angels

The reason is, he a risk we don't need him hanging

I’m barely even aiming

I’m motherfuckin’ dangerous

Clutchin’ on my piece burnin’ steel hot

Point blank that’s a muhfuckin killshot (RAH!)

That’s a muhfuckin killshot

(Killshot)

If you really down to ride

You gon’ really have to prove

Couple killers on my side

I say the word they get to shooting

No confusion in my mind I see the dream and the illusions

I’m in overdrive you ain’t my vibe I keep it moving

I'm just runnin' on through streets

Go a mill that I'm plotting

I was getting to steel if you feel what I’m knockin’

Chrome!

Clutchin’ on my piece burnin’ steel hot

Point blank that’s a muhfuckin killshot (RAH!)

That’s a muhfuckin killshot