Hitman Father

[Pre-Chorus]
Six Modelo, I'm acting dramatic
Wrist glow yellow, make them think that it’s magic
Pop out the roof like Go Go Gadget
All of my niggas is monochromatic
Twelve Modelo, I'm gat-crobatic
All a nigga sense is static
All I've ever known is havoc
So I’mma let a motherfucker have it

[Chorus]
I'll do something real fucked up for a bag
Do something bad for the right price tag
Might take another nigga soul if u ask
Pull up with a big ass pole and a mask
I'll do something real fucked up for a band
Got mouths to feed, my soul I'll damn
Bossman said, "aye, cut off his hand"
Fuck that nigga, he not my mans
We on yo block, you getting extorted
I don't want it all, just want a lil' portion
I don't want much, just want a lil' Porsche
APD just took my portrait
Me and my niggas is tight like corset
Nigga them walls is high like fortress
I might sell a motherfucker organs
She gone spread her legs like Jordan