May God give me light, I already aimed to kill
If they want to kill me, I don’t know who you are
Give them two kicks if they mess up, that’s not the attitude
There are fifty more if they come in hot
And I pull out the big guns
If it won’t reach, go on, zoom in
May God give me light, I already aimed to kill
If they want to kill me, I don’t know who you are
Give them two kicks if they mess up, that’s not the attitude
There are fifty more if they come in hot
And I pull out the big guns
If it won’t reach, go on, zoom in
Pulling out the big guns, no problem, we see each other
I don’t hesitate and the demons gather around me
Moving swiftly and we’re off just like that
Crashing the car and showing you what we got
That’s why I never get discouraged
Always focused on the next money
Climbing the ladder for a seventh floor
You’re stuck there, not worth a cent
And in a moment at the store I spent 20k from the Mastercard
[?], I’m going for an AK
Go ahead, move it over here, if you know how to pack it
Street and don’t stop if we have to rob the fool
Just crush through the obstacle
Watching out for the thugs in case someone pulls a fast one
Watching the guard so the cow isn’t skinny
(Watching the guard so the cow isn’t skinny)
May God give me light, I already aimed to kill
If they want to kill me, I don’t know who you are
Give them two kicks if they mess up, that’s not the attitude
There are fifty more if they come in hot
And I pull out the big guns
If it won’t reach, go on, zoom in
May God give me light, I already aimed to kill
If they want to kill me, I don’t know who you are
Give them two kicks if they mess up, that’s not the attitude
There are fifty more if they come in hot
And I pull out the big guns
If it won’t reach, go on, zoom in
Who the hell are you? Son of a bitch, nobody knows you (Knows you)
Suck it, all your crap spills out
If we stop you with the twelve gauge
We’ll hunt you down at night
I’m with a couple of gypsies who don’t even believe in the Devil
Opened a butter spot in the little birds
To get rich off fentanyl and junkies (And junkies)
I’m hustling, making money
Gotta look for bread every day
I always have a gun ready
For anyone who wants to cross the line
(Talk a lot in the songs but they’re scoundrels)
Because when they see me face to face they just greet me and suck up to me
May God give me light, I already aimed to kill
If they want to kill me, I don’t know who you are
Give them two kicks if they mess up, that’s not the attitude
There are fifty more if they come in hot
And I pull out the big guns
If it won’t reach, go on, zoom in
May God give me light, I already aimed to kill
If they want to kill me, I don’t know who you are
Give them two kicks if they mess up, that’s not the attitude
There are fifty more if they come in hot
And I pull out the big guns
If it won’t reach, go on, zoom in