[ Featuring Lil Tankie ]
The ones always listening is the feds
Way too f*ckin troublesome
How many killers shoot hundred round drums? None
How many bullets to kill your man dead? One
How many bad bitches in the bed? Some
What you saying to the prosecution? Nun
The ones always listening is the feds
They poison waters, heavy lead(metal)
I speak my spit, my crew gets fed(ghetto)
Its in my blood, how I was bred (thorough)
We stay obscure we take this bread (leggo)
Strict discipline be saving lives
No glory rides don't glamorize
Every kiss begins with K
You one wrong tone away
From entertaining bullet spray
My bullets rarely stray
They just do what I say (yup)
They do it when I say (yup)
Field strip this shit
Sterilize the clips
No finger prints less evidence
It's evident you hesitant
You witness street I'm resident
I live this shit seen homies slip
Done took a trip seen hammers miss
Watchu know about being a consigliere bruv?
Whatchu know bout that shit?
The only ones always listening is the feds
How many killers shoot hundred round drums? None
How many bullets to kill your man dead? One
How many bad bitches in the bed? Some
What you saying to the prosecution? Nun
The consequence of capping (liar)
Done got us armed and strapped in (fire)
We much to much to handle
Decked in camo toting ammo (you know)
Eotech the optics
Bump stock when we pop shit
Your vest ain't gonna stop shit
Barrel flame spit like a rocket
We warned you not to start this
I'm more than just artist (bruh)
Long barrel locked and loaded
Lead expands when it's exploding
This the consequence of goading
I'm Southern so I'm holding
She like to watch it go in (yeah)
She know her panties showing (yeah)
She like it my heaux wins
She dancing in some sequins
Add her friend into the sequence
Hit em both that nasty shit
Take a nap and go again
Hit it till it's seasoned
We don't need no reason
(Lock the door on your way out muphucker
It ain't no peeking)
How many killers shoot hundred round drums? None
How many bullets to kill your man dead? One
How many bad bitches in the bed? Some
What you saying to the prosecution? Nun
I put a bird on a speedboat
The feds follow us in street clothes
Who else you know could put a finger on a key
And then do a keynote?
My liaison in a peacoat
We speak code, stand ten toe
Cash, no Venmo
That yopper kickin like Kenpō
In the stu I love to work
Yeah I hustle till it hurt
I done seen a person do a whole just lot for a couple percs
Yes I maybe I made it worse
Parents thought it was a quirk
She was just talking to the nurse
Now arrangements at the church
Yeah the preacher say a verse
Caravan behind the hurst
That's how I got it out the dirt
Better that than snatch a purse
Or steal in front the clerk
Now we just tryna sell some merch
12 telling us disperse
They in they feelings and they hurt
