The River Will Remain Cold Ramirez

[Intro]
Genshin, go back to hell
Bustin' rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock
Bustin' rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock
Bustin-bustin' rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock
Bustin (yuh) rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock
(yeah) Bustin' rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock
Bustin' rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock
(Uh, let me address everybody) Bustin'-bustin rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock
(Aye) Bustin' rounds
Droppin' shells, from the nine-millimeter Glock

[Verse]
Bustin' rounds
Droppin' shells drop down to the fucking floor
Them hollow tips in the bullets aimin' at your motherfuckin' dome
I'm servin' bustas, Genshin came up out the fuckin' crypt
He sent me this shit, talkin' 'bout, "Aye RAMIREZ, kill them niggas quick"
Goddamn, I gotta do it, that legendary Articuno wrist
Your bitch up in my ear talking 'bout she wanna suck my dick
Hoe I'm too majestic, who the fuck you think you testin'?
Better start to count your blessings
Deepthroat this dick, with no questions
When I come through, they be stressin'
Murkin' suckas with [?]
Throw their bodies in the river
Keep their souls in my collection, damn
Pistol-packin', never lackin'
Murder to the first degree
I catch your punk ass on the street
And put you in eternal sleep
Ain't it crazy, so crazy, how I lose my mind
Thinkin' about evil shit
And losin' track about my time
I might die tomorrow, but I ain't trippin' ready to go
Killin' the game and I don't give a fuck
You should already know, yuh