Criminally crafted the weapons are automatic sifted by the fate of the pistol controlling the whistle dodging homicide officials

Bundles to grab bury the stash war is fatal in Bagdad missile cases

Crack the truth open weed grown in the ocean come to cash attack like wild Dobermans overland that’s frozen

Time is gone but the hustle not mind state create place the gat on locks if the wrong one knocks

Wave the pistol out the window this for Don ST. Scalesaveli homie smoking on that indo I be spacing out

I never found sense in this world and it’s all good never think about that keep it all… smoke them zig zag wraps ya burn them backwoods

High pressure gold glocks in cold weather nothing better smoking blunts

Penetrate hate to expose evil then eliminate people stand by the door and wait for the sequel

The list of a killer don with riffles that bomb controlling all products that flip the Scalesaveli switch the psycho thoughts of a king

Pool stick beatings wicked demons are mistreated my 45 will bust at the evil and leave’em seated switch ammunition I mean it

Beware of the shark I kill you all leave them in the dark show no mercy on my enemies with no heart

I bring the action the wolves keep stacking stack until my hands lock off that’s my satisfaction keep scrapping

Shattering molds weapons chose for pocket holds look to the future but skeptical

Running through the alley with a full clip chipping off the top from the evil flip I ship off rocks

I’m a hit you when you sleep watch you slip and sleet rolled in the wrong place now your about to face defeat