SKULLY Witchouse 40k

[Hook]
Pull up I’m leavin' 'em pocketless
I keep a Glock in the rocket ship
I get the cash and ain’t gon' deposit it
Open his coffin, I’m robbin' it
I shoot 'em up 'cause we not gonna politic
I get the pussy and slaughter it
I ain’t no rookie, I’m rounding up novices
I’m castin' the shadow they followin'
Forty up on my wrist
I don’t wanna call my bitch
Find me in the cold wit' the Bloods, and the ghosts, and da Crips
Fucking wit' the gang, then you better not slip
Roof
I been outta range, y’all miss
Take 'em for his name, now your body in abyss
Hand up on your chain, saying I been getting rich now
I ain’t ever playing, hellfire in the clip
Blech

[Verse]
Pull up I’m takin yo' chain away, he want a favor, I’m makin' him pay me
Said he gon' fade me, I’m making 'em fade away
I send a shot at the op by daily
From the trenches, 40k wit' a rocket
I keep it on me, I ain’t ever gon' lack
Yeah you got a gun, but never gon' pop it
I'm sendin' a shot leave some holes in his back
Yuh, aye
I’m in the city, lil' bish I'ma pull up and shoot up yo' block
You cannot get me, I tag 'em, they toes looking heavy, I’m leavin' a trap where they walk
51/50 I came wit' a beam on the bottom, I see 'em and shoot 'em a lot
You ain’t no gangsta', lil' bish you a pussy, you talking but never gon' shoot at your ops
Taking your chain away
Causin' a homicide
Talk on my name, and he talk like he wanna die
Glock with a blade, now my heater is cauterized
He levitating, I’m leavin' 'em petrified
I flip a check that I cannot deposit
I'm never gon' talk 'less we talkin wit' straps
I’m never gon' lack
If I’m on the block alone, bitch, you know I keep that Glock in my bag
Blech