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

I had to be violent you didn’t listen so now I got the pistol out tripping suckers and victims

No compelling arrangements with the stainless always on the grind still gaming a millimeter still aiming

Devour all evidence seeking dead presidents I quickly clip you off of the list and spit the clip getting riches

All evidence destroyed history passed and settled burners react from the 3rd level I put that on my wings I’ll kill all you devils

Features from past ancients I left your crew inside a vacant I sent money starved Jamaicans anybody left was over taken

Cold thieves slam dunk hanging from the tree you run your mouth like Charles Barkley

Creative zones Wi-Fi and cellphone at 7 years old I was grown I was home alone get your hustle on

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

They thinking short when they should be thinking long I’m a warlord for life

Space mobile shades I step with my lean on get your green on package up and beam on now get your team on

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

Shells lift you up the money doubles up I ain’t got much to say I want the ball in the clutch

Was it worth it gun shots surface the war is real top king was the purpose nobody move

Historical flow I use a lyrical out post get ghost pitching off dope on the west coast