Retribution
I got a laser on this chop
Push a p of reup met the custy at drop
Nigga actin stupid
Had to wash him wit the mop
Boy that pistol jammed
That's highpoint this a glock
Bitch, turbo twinning past sum cops
Cruisin through the OT
Pass the red light ion stop
Shiesty they don't know me
I'm the one who fuckin knocks
Yeah I feel like heisenberg
The way i got these rocks
Man, fuck that nigga, fuck his mom
They don't want no static
Homeboy only wanna talk
I don't do the chit chat
Less my choppa wanna buss
I've been to on my lonely
One man army til i drop
What you, what you know
Been through hell in back
Lacerations on my soul
Ain't no strings attached
Burn a bridge out if they fold
Leave em on the pavement
Leave another brother cold
Bitch I put that on my momma
I can't really trust soul
Same niggas that you cool with
Steady dissin like a hoe
All these niggas dick ride
Like they slobbering like hoes
Never catch me slippin for this iron funna blow
And that's on code, gang
Chase that pussy in the X Three
140 on the dash
Lil bitch I'm moving heavy
Beacoup on the cash
Yeah bullets always plenty
You take from mines I take your soul
There's motion on this levy
These niggas bold til i switch em to italics
Lil bitch you thought i buss my drum
This is pressure this is action
Break a nigga jaw split that nigga like a fraction
How you actin like a gangsta
Askin for compassion
Your homies thought that they could run-off like a sentence
They think they slick and left they shit and left you facin weapons
Dual akimbo guns this Smith and this is Wesson
Let off like a bomb so best to get to fessin
Bitch this a lesson
Don't fuck wit my convention
Cuz word to my conviction blast your dome off like helmet
Show me aggression
I up it then i let it
Turn you to a martyr cuz i handle a transgression
They call me Thor cuz Johnny got that hammer
Shoot a nigga feet turn that pussy to a dancer
That nigga in distress pussy crying like a damsel
That pussy boy emotional he must've been a cancer
Push a p of reup met the custy at drop
Nigga actin stupid
Had to wash him wit the mop
Boy that pistol jammed
That's highpoint this a glock
Bitch, turbo twinning past sum cops
Cruisin through the OT
Pass the red light ion stop
Shiesty they don't know me
I'm the one who fuckin knocks
Yeah I feel like heisenberg
The way i got these rocks
Man, fuck that nigga, fuck his mom
They don't want no static
Homeboy only wanna talk
I don't do the chit chat
Less my choppa wanna buss
I've been to on my lonely
One man army til i drop
What you, what you know
Been through hell in back
Lacerations on my soul
Ain't no strings attached
Burn a bridge out if they fold
Leave em on the pavement
Leave another brother cold
Bitch I put that on my momma
I can't really trust soul
Same niggas that you cool with
Steady dissin like a hoe
All these niggas dick ride
Like they slobbering like hoes
Never catch me slippin for this iron funna blow
And that's on code, gang
Chase that pussy in the X Three
140 on the dash
Lil bitch I'm moving heavy
Beacoup on the cash
Yeah bullets always plenty
You take from mines I take your soul
There's motion on this levy
These niggas bold til i switch em to italics
Lil bitch you thought i buss my drum
This is pressure this is action
Break a nigga jaw split that nigga like a fraction
How you actin like a gangsta
Askin for compassion
Your homies thought that they could run-off like a sentence
They think they slick and left they shit and left you facin weapons
Dual akimbo guns this Smith and this is Wesson
Let off like a bomb so best to get to fessin
Bitch this a lesson
Don't fuck wit my convention
Cuz word to my conviction blast your dome off like helmet
Show me aggression
I up it then i let it
Turn you to a martyr cuz i handle a transgression
They call me Thor cuz Johnny got that hammer
Shoot a nigga feet turn that pussy to a dancer
That nigga in distress pussy crying like a damsel
That pussy boy emotional he must've been a cancer
Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Alexander Melgar-perez
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