Itachi Lyrics

Pull up on his gang and leave em like itachi

I'mma bring the flame and grill them like hibachi

Never seen a nigga I think can stop me

If I squeeze the trigger I'm making the block bleed by

Make his block bleed, give that boy a band-aid

Yea that kitty stink, told that bitch she can't hang

I've been with your bitch, sipping on some champagne

Spray a fucking chopper, Call Of Duty campaign

She in love with the way that I do my thang

I ain't worried bout a nigga if he ain't my gang

Finished in her face, felt like a flash bang

Feeling like the Migos we been rocking that way

Bitch it's CJ King

The bitches feeling me

I got your bitch we make a movie like it's AMC

Blowing up, that's why these pussy niggas hating me

I got a bitch, she on my dick, she ride like ATV

Where the fuck the beat go?

We kicking in through your back door

Bitch I'm a king get the fuck out my castle

Check out my chain, that shit hang like a lasso

He wanna talk, we chip him like El Paso

I'm making money, bitch, check out my cash flow

You is not balling, you ain't gotta act hoe

I fuck her then block her, she call me a asshole

Pull up on his gang and leave em like itachi

I'mma bring the flame and grill them like hibachi

Never seen a nigga I think can stop me

If I squeeze the trigger I'm making the block bleed

Pull up on his gang and leave them like itachi

Feds on my dick they be trying to watch me

I can say whatever and that bitch won't block me

Pull up on your thot and tell her give me top please

She wanna give me the spits yeah, I hit that hoe with the rizz

She said we fucking or what yeah, she already know what it is

Putting my dick in her throat yeah, leaving her mouth with my kids

My niggas stay with that pole yeah, my niggas stay with that stick

Pull up on his gang and leave em like itachi

I'mma bring the flame and grill them like hibachi

Never seen a nigga I think can stop me

If I squeeze the trigger I'm making the block bleed