40 Years of Rain Witchouse 40k

I'ma flex
On these muthafuckers
Saber through they neck
Saber red
Mask all on my face, I feel like Kylo Ren
When I pull up to the pit, I put that hollow through yo' chest
Heavy checks up on my chain, I’m gaining pounds up on my neck

Blood on cement
I put yo' head in the ground and my steel toe doin' the rest
Bitch
Hit wit' a TEC, while I’m sippin' on tech, and I’m puttin' yo' body rest
Made an investment, on a glick
No blick
I pass shots
At yo' clique
Get hit
You wig splittin' like split lip
Made his head spin, like a fidget, ayy
"Hi, my name is Witchy"
I got da blicky lil' hoe and I'm tommy grippin'
And I pull up on pussy if he lookin' iffy
My clip hold fifty
It got a stiffy
I, really wanna run the city
And I’m smokin' on the dope and now my name was Simi
Face down, mask up, if you really
Wit' me
And I’m shootin' at yo' crew, like my name was Wiggy
I know