Fatal Blows

Hangin out the window hold a draco with a big clip
Tato on the barrel let it bang and let that shit drip
Ain't no more to say i lay the razor on a bitch lip
Ain't a moment later that bitch say she tryna kiss kiss
To the scene i brought a beam and a stock
Ion need it for a reason less he ringing the cops
Honestly it ain't on me to get his bleeding to stop
He beg and plead but i don't see a fuckin reason to stop

Big beam
Aim it at yo head top
Choppa shoot like
BA-PA-PA-PA-PA
Untill yo body drop
I been countin' money up
My figures gettin' figured out
You just gettin' funny up
You acting like a fuckin' clown
I'm pissed off witcha
Actin funny for no reason
I can't rock witcha
Put a blade inside ya face
There somethin' wrong witcha
Cock the glock and pull it back
And then i'm done witcha

Hangin out the window hold a draco with a big clip
Tato on the barrel let it bang and let that shit drip
Ain't no more to say i lay the razor on a bitch lip
Ain't a moment later that bitch say she tryna kiss kiss
To the scene i brought a beam and a stock
Ion need it for a reason less he ringing the cops
Honestly it ain't on me to get his bleeding to stop
He beg and plead but i don't see a fuckin reason to stop



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Writer(s): Noah Obasi
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