Fusillade ft. MENTHOL PRINCE, Bando Silva & Danny Boy Lyrics

All black forces

Slam them to the floor, bitch

No knock warrant like I'm busting through the door and shit

AK like a Beyblade

Big money

Self made

Rolling with them GhettyBoy$

Mob ties

Stay paid

Turn them fucking lighters up

Sparking up another blunt

Toolie with that sticky shit

Big guns no blicky, bitch

Coming for the neck though

Flip a switch, Nintendo

Banana clips, extendo

Red rag like Rambo

Black force energy

Death to my enemies

Took the top off

Now they looking like a Kennedy

Black tar dripping

Junkies hit the ceiling

Threw her in the trunk, call it back seat pimping

I'm a technical subliminal

Menace to society

I fucked around with the wrong ones

So the cops are always after me

But fuck them though

I let them know

Who's the man to be

And the only ways they catching me

Is when I'm gone and deceased

Woah

Now I'm living life in the moment

No regrets cause I fold it

What do I have to lose in this moment

Just myself when I think of you

Fuck that

Fuck that

Let me be

Trying to lead this life I tend to be

If you're denying me, you can suck these

Nuts

Now bring the beat right back to me

This right here is my therapy

Constantly dealing with these thoughts that be

So harassing me

Shoutout to my day ones

That lead me to be a better me

They saw that this right here

Right here

Right here

Is my destiny

So I wake up

I go to work, get off

And I'm back to it

Never taking a day off

It's something I'm not used to

That I'm used to

That I'm used to

That I'm used to

I've been

Saying

Not the same things

Sorry, bitch, it don't seem likely

Straight living

Not nightly

Actually

Pretty frightening

Lift your shit back

Get your wig split

Straight off the ack

Yeah, your bitch want the spit

Yeah, your bitch want the spit

Yeah, your bitch want the spit

Whoo, whoo

Yeah, your bitch want the spit