El Guerro lyrics

[Intro]
Pull the trigger Budd Dwyer
Hahahahahaha
In New Orleans, murder make you popular
You murder a few people, the women gonna love you
That's crazy, it sounds crazy, it is crazy. But, that's New Orleans
Everybody wanna be attached to something

[Verse]
Creeping out the back with my knife tucked
Sharpened up to slash, leave a gash in your f*cking guts
Hanging off the bridge, broken limbs, neck broke and crack
OG Lil Slick, life sh*t, bury me in black
I'm picking it up and running, steady gunning from all of the f*cking 5-0
Gunning, stunning, sonning, I die for my brothers
Better run for cover when I turn to the f*cking serpent
Neck j*rking, one eye cracked behind the curtain, so f*cking worthless
Let it resonate, don't hesitate
Chaos, I create
Born to burn in place
Fix your motherf*cking face (Yeah)
Got a b*tch in the back, got a b*tch in the front
One won't stop complaining, the other rolling a blunt
Gold fronts, b*tch, I'm shining, driver seat a recliner
Designing life at my fingers
Stunna, baby, big timer, juggle the world in my palm
I palm pilot a storm, I call the locust to swarm, b*tch
Coming with a gun and my body, becoming everything I wasn't
f*ck, f*cking with the gang, put a bullet in your face
No trace, no chase, leave it, no case
Young Christ, disgrace, six foot grave
Devil songs, demonic praise
In a haze, I think I'm crazed
Spot my prey and then I slay
[Chorus]
Hold up, you might get your head knocked off
Riding round town with the chopper
f*ck the law, c*cking on a copper
Couple homies tweaking off that Flakka
Nose dust white from the cocaine
Running around life with a blown brain
Insane motherf*cker, light the butane
Burn it down 'til it's just ash and flames
Scarecrow, two thirds or Lil Remains
Leave his organs in the tub, blood in the drain

[Outro]
Hold up, you might get your head knocked off
Riding round town with a chopper
f*ck the law, c*cking on a copper
Couple homies tweaking off that Flakka
Nose dust white from the cocaine
Running around life with a blown brain
Insane motherf*cker, light the butane
Burn it down 'til it's just ash and flames
Scarecrow, two thirds or Lil Remains
Leave his organs in the tub, blood in the drain