King Tel - No Witnesses Lyrics

Ain't worry bout killing, this pistol ain't registered
Send these shoots to ya girl dm and messenger
Flamed up, so hot, I'm way pass my temperature
Ran up on them, shoot the driver and the passenger
With no mask on
I ain't worried about no witnesses
Yea, I took them all out
I ain't worried about no witnesses

Hush little baby don't you cry
Ya daddy ain't dead he just live in the sky
Sent 2 shots now his brains in the sky
Now wave bye bye to ya daddy in the sky
It's a sad day
These wild boys is crazy they don't come to play
For them dead presidents they'll make a way
Turn ya block into the purge it's a cold case
I shoot ya arm leg leg arm head
F*ck that hit his head head he dead
That's what I f*cking said
I don't play you can eat this dirty lead

Ain't worry bout killing, this pistol ain't registered
Send these shoots to ya girl dm and messenger
Flamed up, so hot, I'm way pass my temperature
Ran up on them, shoot the driver and the passenger
With no mask on
I ain't worried about no witnesses
Yea, I took them all out
I ain't worried about no witnesses

Rock a bye baby to the tree top
When I make it rain everybody gone drop
When the bough breaks, the cradle gone fall
Very artistic, put body parts on the wall
Damnnnnn that's a bad scene
He ain't never woke up from that bad dream
To graphic, didn't make the deleted scenes
Smelled death, but couldn't figure out what it means
Hmmm f*ck your life
Put a nigga to sleep, with this dirty Sprite
No codeine nigga, this an AR
That long bitch that would knock mfing a bear off
Close mouth don't get feed
Dead bodies don't tell
Ain't worried about sinning cause I'm living in hell
If they catch me they gotta put me under the jail
This a easy win i won't fail

Ain't worry bout killing, this pistol ain't registered
Send these shoots to ya girl dm and messenger
Flamed up, so hot, im way pass my temperature
Ran up on them, shoot the driver and the passenger
No mask on
I ain't worried about no witnesses
Yea, I took them all out
I ain't worried about no witnesses

Rose's are red and ya insides too
Tomorrow not promise and ya life ain't to
Sugar is sweet, nigga so are you
1 to the head, and the driver got 2
Ran up on them they ain't see it coming
They was scared, I can tell how they heart was pumping
A couple of shots, made him bleed, now his body numming
I looked up to the sky, told the lord he coming
It's his life or mines, and i ain't about to die
Look the devil in his face, told him he a lie
I'm speaking real, I ain't want to make the song cry
I would whether take a life, before my momma cry

Ain't worry bout killing, this pistol ain't registered
Send these shoots to ya girl dm and messenger
Flamed up, so hot, I'm way pass my temperature
Ran up on them, shoot the driver and the passenger
No mask on
I ain't worried about no witnesses
Yea, I took them all out
I ain't worried about no witnesses