[Verse 1: Jaktharapp3r]
Demon or not I'll make your breathing stop
If you're scheming to drop me you're losing your top
Leave them dream in the crop leaving breathable opps
Yeah, I'm cleaning the block with that squeezing of Glock
Ay, yuh, calling on me cutting all of the weak
Killing speak with the beat fills you deep to your feet
Have you calling for peace, calling onto the reek
Tell me found what you seek
Yeah, homie, this shit is too easy
If y'all niggas bore me to sleep, then you're losing your limbs making my weapon greasy
I'll carve out a nightmare and straight through your mom, then I'm posting your fam on that CC
I bet they will see twenty twenty and beg my forgiveness in high notes like breezy!
[Chorus: Jaktharapp3r]
Zenitsu
Fuck with my crew and you're dead too
Flick of the wrist, now you bled through
Gallons of red in my rear view, ay
Zenitsu
Fuck with my crew and you're dead too
Flick of the wrist, now you bled through
Gallons of red in my rear view, ay
[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
Gallons of red, whole lotta red, whole lotta dead
Whenever PE$O pop up and take heads
He getting sliced when the sheets getting shaped
Buy by your word in the life you led
I promise it matters
He couldn't detect, he can't find out my pattern
Pulling up from my side and I promise brain splatter
Boy, I feel like Lil Uzi, how it do not matter
Uh, speakers got louder, I'm pulling up crank in em
You got em issue, ain't no tissue, people abundant
Smoking, we face any sending out shots and I promise we chasing em, had to run to the money, nah, fuck it, we racing em
My set on heatproof, your set like seen through, unless Zenitsu, I run on paper, uh
Demon or not I'll make your breathing stop
If you're scheming to drop me you're losing your top
Leave them dream in the crop leaving breathable opps
Yeah, I'm cleaning the block with that squeezing of Glock
Ay, yuh, calling on me cutting all of the weak
Killing speak with the beat fills you deep to your feet
Have you calling for peace, calling onto the reek
Tell me found what you seek
Yeah, homie, this shit is too easy
If y'all niggas bore me to sleep, then you're losing your limbs making my weapon greasy
I'll carve out a nightmare and straight through your mom, then I'm posting your fam on that CC
I bet they will see twenty twenty and beg my forgiveness in high notes like breezy!
[Chorus: Jaktharapp3r]
Zenitsu
Fuck with my crew and you're dead too
Flick of the wrist, now you bled through
Gallons of red in my rear view, ay
Zenitsu
Fuck with my crew and you're dead too
Flick of the wrist, now you bled through
Gallons of red in my rear view, ay
[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
Gallons of red, whole lotta red, whole lotta dead
Whenever PE$O pop up and take heads
He getting sliced when the sheets getting shaped
Buy by your word in the life you led
I promise it matters
He couldn't detect, he can't find out my pattern
Pulling up from my side and I promise brain splatter
Boy, I feel like Lil Uzi, how it do not matter
Uh, speakers got louder, I'm pulling up crank in em
You got em issue, ain't no tissue, people abundant
Smoking, we face any sending out shots and I promise we chasing em, had to run to the money, nah, fuck it, we racing em
My set on heatproof, your set like seen through, unless Zenitsu, I run on paper, uh
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