Devilish

55 Shots at his head
We pull up we leaving em dead
Skrt'n off in a Benz
You diss on the gang you get lead
They like "Kasai where you been?"
In the field with the shits
If we see a opp we gone blick em
Turn around and leave him limpin'
We could make a scene tragic
He talk on the gram let him have it
I keep the glizzy on me
Cause these niggas out here moving wocky and mad whack
They talkin' hot make a diss track
Niggas know the vibes when we spin back
He could turn around get his shit cracked
And we inna foreign at the strip and
Just got me some top from a thotianna
She feelin' me yeah she like my persona
Shorty be dancin' she want the dollars
If we pull up on em it ain't no discussion
Got a lil baddie from Tokyo
Back on my shit doin all the songs
Buying it out bitch I'm in the stores
That boy went missin' we hit em off

Feel like Pop Smoke cause I got it on me
And he disrespecting so we got him runnin'
And he playin foul got them triggers dumpin'
Now he crying loud like a bitch or somethin'
He be dissin' hard for the clout or somethin'
Yeah she lovin' hard she want kids or somethin'
Want a Audemar she want Patek's or something
In love with the trap gotta make a hunnid
I was down bad I was at the bottom
And I got back had to make some money
Niggas hatin' on me cause they really sorry
I ain't giving handouts that shit really funny
Tryna play down bitch I ain't a dummy
Up the murder rate got a shooter for me
Bitch I'm devilish if you wanna try me
It'll never end if you fuckin' with me
Feel like Sleepy cause somebody gettin hollowed
Turn him to a pack turn him to gelato
Live by the gun die by the gun trap shit that's the only motto
See a opp then we caught him blicked him
Nigga really thought that we didn't forget him
(See a opp then we caught him blicked him
Nigga really thought that we didn't forget him)