Assassin

Put in that pain, you know the game
Got me a Glock I was never the same
Staying on top is somethin you cant maintain
Poppin' a perc I'm insane in the membrane
Fuck you one time and then you gotta go
This bitch think I'm playing but this aint a game show
Fold niggas up and they feeling like play dough
Heart is so cold and it feel like an Eskimo
Shot in the back now that niggas a vegetable
Suck on my dick cuz she thought it was edible
Fuck on ya bitch cuz she look irresistible
Poppin' a perc and I'm feelin invincible
I'm an assassin
Tragic
Dick in her throat now her neck is elastic
Clean up so good like she using Fantastic
Catchin' these bodies it feel like gymnastics

Pick up the Glock
Pick up the Sawed
Know either way I don't follow the law
Took a flight to L.A. I aint talkin' Gasol
Niggas ain't with the shit why you gettin involved
Niggas too fly
Fly to Dubai
Danny Glockz #1 taking no tie
Can't do it myself niggas ready to ride
10 bands on ya head now you ready to die
10 bands on ya bitch now you ready to cry
10 years in the court now I'm ready to lie
Up and it's stuck now nigga say bye bye
Whip out the skeef and she sucking it bone dry
Whip out the Glock and I'm letting it fly
These ops run track I aint talkin' knee highs
Rock a sedan for the drive by
Stab a nigga like Chucky I ain't talkin' Good Guy



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Writer(s): Rodney Box
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