On Site Killers lyrics

b*tch I’m feening frosty I got Snapple in my beverage, 7.62 I had to use my weapon
If a n*gga move wrong he gone have to get protection, Gucci mink up in the summer T-Shirt in my Bally’s yeaaa
Caught a n*gga at the red light he was lacking so I hopped up out the car walked down on him let him have it Yeaa
Trigger finger on the Draco really happy so I had to let him have it ima turn him to some magic Yeaa
Poof, ima hop out the roof, I had the Drake thang on me in the Gucci store and my security had 30s too
Put up a shot yo n*gga got popped check the score f*ck n*gga it’s 30 -2
Last yung n*gga tried me got popped and I gave his ass bout 32
b*tch we trapping and we robbing just to go and get new kicks
Smoking moon rocks be my hobby got me rolling on some sh*t
I got them hittas in the cut they on yo ass like some ticks no blind man but I keep sticks lil b*tch u really want this sh*t
Pop pop pop pop ima lay him down, I got dracos in yo face lil n*gga u laying down
We gone run up in yo house and we gone air it out, running all up in through your pockets tryna get a pound
Young n*gga on the block with the work I was the young n*gga that had the 380 in the coat
I got a 4 5 wit me right now that’s what I tote n*gga
Ion front no f*cking ounces get yo own n*gga, u seeing hearing all these diamonds my persona n*gga
Slam a Nîgga down, oooouu I’m on a n*gga
If a n*gga get wrong then he did wrong spent money on Gucci sh*t this right here just to sh*t on em
Bought a brand new coupe blew the roof and then threw the b*tch on it
Smack the tissue up on they head because I’ma sh*t on em, I don’t give a f*ck who you is I shoot at big homies
Choppa got a clip like bananas I’m finna peel on them
I just went shopping bought a brand new b*tch, I just went shopping bought a brand new stick
I got 2 50 rounds double D’s they got tits bra pass the Mac and ski mask I had to change the fit
Ima hit man I do my own work, f*ck what he did b*tch I did my homework
We come through sliding on yo block and we gone let him have it got 7.62 with these b*tches and we automatic
For real b*tch I came to kill why these pus*y ass n*ggas wanna play with me like I don’t know where they live
Ian wanna hear that sh*t they talking tryna push adlibs in my ear
I was taught to be paid then be laid toe tag his ass to the Ville