Baby load the muthaf*cking gat
Bitch I'm glad you came
Bitch you know the money growing fat
I'm real close to fame
Smash your f*cking head in with a bat
You won't be the same
Dodging bullets like a muthaf*cking g Ron Wick the name
Baby load the muthaf*cking gat
Bitch I'm glad you came
Bitch you know the money growing fat
I'm real close to fame
Smash your f*cking head in with a bat
You won't be the same
Dodging bullets like a muthaf*cking g Ron wick the name
Kill my opposition digging graves bitch its me
End your bloodline with a trigger pull it back it sprays with ease
Drop them down that's how I do it That's the way its got to be
Looking down your grave i smoke one up it's you too be this deep
I'm feeling damn amazing but the cops are always on my ass
Using different phrasing rolling up hollow tips are in the gat
I feel like Big worm don't mess up with my money ho my cash
Bitch it's domination I could never spill my f*cking plans
I'm rolling silent through your hood bitch I got no words to say
I'm killing everybody call the morgue cause you gon die today
Press the pedal to floor bitch can't even keep the pace
Medieval torture on your ass I split your wig with just the mace
I'll get you back
Planning evil my revenge just like a Sith
You can't shoot to save your life bitch boy your aim just looks like shit
I'll pin you back to the wall
With the blade that stainless stick
Talking good shit but you screaming loud just like a f*cking bitch
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Baby load the muthaf*cking gat
Bitch I'm glad you came
Bitch you know the money growing fat
I'm real close to fame
Smash your f*cking head in with a bat
You won't be the same
Dodging bullets like a muthaf*cking g Ron Wick the name
Baby load the muthaf*cking gat
Bitch I'm glad you came
Bitch you know the money growing fat
I'm real close to fame
Smash your f*cking head in with a bat
You won't be the same
Dodging bullets like a muthaf*cking g Ron wick the name
Kill my opposition digging graves bitch its me
End your bloodline with a trigger pull it back it sprays with ease
Drop them down that's how I do it That's the way its got to be
Looking down your grave i smoke one up it's you too be this deep
I'm feeling damn amazing but the cops are always on my ass
Using different phrasing rolling up hollow tips are in the gat
I feel like Big worm don't mess up with my money ho my cash
Bitch it's domination I could never spill my f*cking plans
I'm rolling silent through your hood bitch I got no words to say
I'm killing everybody call the morgue cause you gon die today
Press the pedal to floor bitch can't even keep the pace
Medieval torture on your ass I split your wig with just the mace
I'll get you back
Planning evil my revenge just like a Sith
You can't shoot to save your life bitch boy your aim just looks like shit
I'll pin you back to the wall
With the blade that stainless stick
Talking good shit but you screaming loud just like a f*cking bitch
Bitch I'm glad you came
Bitch you know the money growing fat
I'm real close to fame
Smash your f*cking head in with a bat
You won't be the same
Dodging bullets like a muthaf*cking g Ron Wick the name
Baby load the muthaf*cking gat
Bitch I'm glad you came
Bitch you know the money growing fat
I'm real close to fame
Smash your f*cking head in with a bat
You won't be the same
Dodging bullets like a muthaf*cking g Ron wick the name
Kill my opposition digging graves bitch its me
End your bloodline with a trigger pull it back it sprays with ease
Drop them down that's how I do it That's the way its got to be
Looking down your grave i smoke one up it's you too be this deep
I'm feeling damn amazing but the cops are always on my ass
Using different phrasing rolling up hollow tips are in the gat
I feel like Big worm don't mess up with my money ho my cash
Bitch it's domination I could never spill my f*cking plans
I'm rolling silent through your hood bitch I got no words to say
I'm killing everybody call the morgue cause you gon die today
Press the pedal to floor bitch can't even keep the pace
Medieval torture on your ass I split your wig with just the mace
I'll get you back
Planning evil my revenge just like a Sith
You can't shoot to save your life bitch boy your aim just looks like shit
I'll pin you back to the wall
With the blade that stainless stick
Talking good shit but you screaming loud just like a f*cking bitch
Writer: Octavio Lopez
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