SIGHTLINE
I pull, up they, say oh, my God
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
Headpour pull up we gon' leave him left for dead
We gon drop him like a smoker like this shit is Left 4 Dead
I'm ahead
Of your plans
Some call me a broken man
Cause I can Gara-ntee that I will trap you in a tomb of sand
Turn him to a ghost goddamn like Zero
Put me in the speakers goddamn call Jiro
I'm a Homelander, bitch I'm not a hero
Pull up with a little pump and shoot him that's D Rose, D Rose, D Rose, D Rose huh
Im'a shoot him with style My Hero, huh
Aye Devil on my arms, I can not be harmed, triple shot blue rose, you can call me Nero huh
I'm a Grim Reaper
Adler, Louis
Every single body be fuckin' with all my new shit
Hey SNKE
You're on some cool shit
Yeah I really got bars like a jail like Brutus
Um, substitute jutsu because he's a fake
Feel like I'm Phoenix Wright I'm on the case
Bitch I'm crackin' the planet, got a mask on my face
So shut the fuck up, capeesh, okay
Fill him up with holes, huh, he gon' look like like Portal
Bitch I'm always drippin' goddammit I am Wartortle
Headpour pull up, we hoppin' out the four door
Said I feel like Frank West, bitch I shoot you like a photo
I pull, up they, say oh, my God
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
Woah I hit that woah and then I drop, okay
I feel like I'm in CSGO cause I'm the bomb, okay
I'm bout to Sly Cooper the crown I'm on the job, today, I never stop, okay I never stop, okay
I'm at a hundred percent
Call me lil' White Tee Poison
You are nothing but a fuckin' annoyance
He said that he's drippin' with water but all of that came from the toilet
You're makin' so many bad choices
Fus Ro Dah
I don't need bullets, I don't need a chopper Im'a merc him with voices
I pull, up they, say oh, my God
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
I pull, up they, say oh, my God
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
Headpour pull up we gon' leave him left for dead
We gon drop him like a smoker like this shit is Left 4 Dead
I'm ahead
Of your plans
Some call me a broken man
Cause I can Gara-ntee that I will trap you in a tomb of sand
Turn him to a ghost goddamn like Zero
Put me in the speakers goddamn call Jiro
I'm a Homelander, bitch I'm not a hero
Pull up with a little pump and shoot him that's D Rose, D Rose, D Rose, D Rose huh
Im'a shoot him with style My Hero, huh
Aye Devil on my arms, I can not be harmed, triple shot blue rose, you can call me Nero huh
I'm a Grim Reaper
Adler, Louis
Every single body be fuckin' with all my new shit
Hey SNKE
You're on some cool shit
Yeah I really got bars like a jail like Brutus
Um, substitute jutsu because he's a fake
Feel like I'm Phoenix Wright I'm on the case
Bitch I'm crackin' the planet, got a mask on my face
So shut the fuck up, capeesh, okay
Fill him up with holes, huh, he gon' look like like Portal
Bitch I'm always drippin' goddammit I am Wartortle
Headpour pull up, we hoppin' out the four door
Said I feel like Frank West, bitch I shoot you like a photo
I pull, up they, say oh, my God
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
Woah I hit that woah and then I drop, okay
I feel like I'm in CSGO cause I'm the bomb, okay
I'm bout to Sly Cooper the crown I'm on the job, today, I never stop, okay I never stop, okay
I'm at a hundred percent
Call me lil' White Tee Poison
You are nothing but a fuckin' annoyance
He said that he's drippin' with water but all of that came from the toilet
You're makin' so many bad choices
Fus Ro Dah
I don't need bullets, I don't need a chopper Im'a merc him with voices
I pull, up they, say oh, my God
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
I pull, up they, say oh, my God
Where's your, crew at why they all at, the sidelines
We gon', drop you right where you stand say bye bye
When I, aim down better be out of, my sight lines
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Writer(s): James Martinez
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