Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tommy Lee Sparta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leroy Russell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black CM
Producer
Lyrics
I rob banks I sell drugs
I kill **** don't play with me
We roll with thugs some heartless killas
Why y'all mad am a goat
Dem wah cow me dung (Nah, nah, Muwhohaha)
Gi Dem baby a soother
I ate all of your food up
Pull up jump out the coupe leave a hole in the stomach
Getting hot up these bodies I know it's not even summer
**** see me be shaking I swear Chip Glock
Him say mama I'ma turn up the murder rate
Y'all go know am a Satan I raise hell on your demons
Send you curse inna legion they spend a mill on your head
And your head I'm coming for nada
Turn this switch to your jelly then I switch it to the camera (Camera)
So tell me which dude wanna make the news
Which dude gonna get you on everything he love
Which dude gonna sacrifice freedom for a ****
Which fool (No, No, No, No)
You know what I do I told all my games
And these **** hate they don't know what the fuck they really wanna play (Hmm)
Chicken eggs brawling murder inna middle day
I rob banks I sell drugs
I kill **** don't play with me
We roll with thugs some heartless killas
Why y'all mad am a goat
Dem wah cow me dung (No, No)
Me Nuh chase cops so I send dem with the gods
If it ain't murder my second thoughts
My silence so loud now I grow amongst the gods
I learned to stay dumb I ain't speaking to no cops
I ain't no phone I ain't gotta take no charge
New York is in the dark so many killa
Wanna see me hit the morgue motherfuckers
Got me growing up my horns bitch don't look like I'm fucking har
Get the Draco and burst it off killa on wheeling it
I don't care who you be chilling with I'll be up in your business
My sense of killing my British
I got thorn on your body right now
We get in the system somewhere demons around me
I can smell the spirit turn on this shit ain't no gimmicks
You know you're here on feet
Me sick choke make you leave
The only thing that is real kill or be killed (Kill or be killed)
I ripped the head off all yours of superior
And leave them pussies are bleeding
(Ra la la la la la la la la, Ra la la la la la la la la, Ra la la la la la la la la)
(Ra, Ra, Ra, Click Click Bbraappbap, la la la la la la, bullet)
(Ra la la la la la la, bow, Ra la la la la la la la la
Collect, Collect) (Ra Ra, Brrrrrrrrddddppp, Brrrrrrrrddddppp, Brrrrrrrrddddppp)
Hurricane breeze (Brrrrrrrrddddppp)
Tropical breeze (Brrrrrrrrddddppp)
Hurricane breeze (Brrrrrrrrddddppp)
Tropical breeze (Brrrrrrrrddddppp)
Chip Glock now (Brrrrrrrrddddppp)
Written by: Leroy Russell

