Charades Lackvill (Ft. CRVSHFUOCO)

[Intro: Lackvill]
Fifty round mag, I ain't toting no pistol
VVS diamonds, you got on some crystals (Bah)
Blow up the block, we gon' send 'em some missiles

[Verse 1: Lackvill]
Put your whole gang in Virginia Hospital (Yuh)
Can't even box you, lil bro you too little
They gon' call and we relocate (Relocate)
He only three hours away (Three hours away)

[Chorus: Lackvill]
Tell the judge get the fuck out my face (Fuck out my face)
Just admit that I painted the way (Painted the way)
Told that nigga to watch what he say (Boom, boom, boom)
We pull up right on you with Choppas and K's (Boom)
I come to your city, they throwing parades
He look like he dying, he playing charades (He playing charades)
Boy don't play, 'cause we get accidental
Copped a foreign, you bought you a rental (Bah)
Beat yo ass on your own instrumental (Bah, bah)

[Verse 2: CRVSHFUOCO]
Then I'm putting this Glock to your mental (Bah)
That boy Lack in the back with a pistol
You try to run and this beam it gon' miss you (Grah, grah, grah, grah)
He got hit in his leg, now he crawling and crying
Man somebody get him a tissue (Bitch)
Like nigga I thought it's a issue (What's wrong?)
Gon' bark, you was tough 'til it bit you (Pussy)