[Intro: Assasin]
Grah, grah
Drilloholic-drilloholic-drilloholic
Look, like assasin
Ge-ge-get to the money-get to the money-get to the money
Look like, assasin
Look, wait
[Verse 1: Assasin]
Oh they wanna diss? Bet, like, we gon' do it again, who next?
Like, Jayripk got shot in his chest, dummy, you shoulda had on a vest
Like on the Sev where we do it the best, Where the O’s at? Them niggas ducking some rec
Like after this, yeah, they gon be upset, and if bro tryna spin then he meeting his death, Bitch
Lemme just go down a list, like JB got shot in his shit (JB)
He tried to run but he tripped, like and Naz was under the whip
Like, Doowop tried to reach for his blick, but sadly he wasn't that quick
Like, Caine tryna spin thru my strip, and Chii he dead cuz he talk with his dick, damn
Now we gon spin thru the courts, like they don't lack they get caught outta bounds
Blitz from the front we dont show no remorse, dissing my gun what you said he a bum
? and it came with some buns, Noah got kicked, he went under the ground
Like, Diddy got flocked down, And Yellow got popped in the face
Ahhhhhhh!
And I'm smoking on Dixe while I’m playing some dice, like 456 thats Marky
Bend thru McKinley, this shit is so easy, please don't go out like Benji
Bobby a bitch yeah he cry for his mommy, Notti a dick he went out just like Smelly
Mezzy a pack, mix it with Eddy, and Edot done shot himself in his fiji
Dead opps got me bussin' and shit like, move wock then I’m upping this shit like
And I ain't no Sweeper, bitch I’m the reaper, but imma still dance with my broom in this shit
Lola, we smoking that bitch, Like U.E., Butta, spliffed
Dougie, Shalim hit, Its like so many more in this list
Grah, grah
Drilloholic-drilloholic-drilloholic
Look, like assasin
Ge-ge-get to the money-get to the money-get to the money
Look like, assasin
Look, wait
[Verse 1: Assasin]
Oh they wanna diss? Bet, like, we gon' do it again, who next?
Like, Jayripk got shot in his chest, dummy, you shoulda had on a vest
Like on the Sev where we do it the best, Where the O’s at? Them niggas ducking some rec
Like after this, yeah, they gon be upset, and if bro tryna spin then he meeting his death, Bitch
Lemme just go down a list, like JB got shot in his shit (JB)
He tried to run but he tripped, like and Naz was under the whip
Like, Doowop tried to reach for his blick, but sadly he wasn't that quick
Like, Caine tryna spin thru my strip, and Chii he dead cuz he talk with his dick, damn
Now we gon spin thru the courts, like they don't lack they get caught outta bounds
Blitz from the front we dont show no remorse, dissing my gun what you said he a bum
? and it came with some buns, Noah got kicked, he went under the ground
Like, Diddy got flocked down, And Yellow got popped in the face
Ahhhhhhh!
And I'm smoking on Dixe while I’m playing some dice, like 456 thats Marky
Bend thru McKinley, this shit is so easy, please don't go out like Benji
Bobby a bitch yeah he cry for his mommy, Notti a dick he went out just like Smelly
Mezzy a pack, mix it with Eddy, and Edot done shot himself in his fiji
Dead opps got me bussin' and shit like, move wock then I’m upping this shit like
And I ain't no Sweeper, bitch I’m the reaper, but imma still dance with my broom in this shit
Lola, we smoking that bitch, Like U.E., Butta, spliffed
Dougie, Shalim hit, Its like so many more in this list
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