Who wanna talk shit
You dont respect what I accomplished
Bitches always frontin'
Your lyrics nonsense
Talking about killing with no message
What a bomb sin
Feel like hunting
Your chest bumping
Feel like I'm a cyborg I want bombs on my wrist
So explosives can hit
I'm so done with your shit
I dont want you to live
In the zone that I miss, yeah, ay
Bitch I got alot of ammo and I got some ac's
37mm send your ass to hades
Feel like I'm a god bitch need to be concious
Bandits they want us
Police they hunt us
Try to reach the UAV, I cannot get a single signal
I can hear them laughing may my knife now end their fucking giggle
Shit my hands full of blood contact kiraw I fucked up
I'm so lost what a plot may the gods help me alot
Who wanna talk shit
You dont respect what I accomplished
Bitches always frontin'
Your lyrics nonsense
Talking about killing with no message
What a bomb sin
Feel like hunting
Your chest bumping
Bryan fury snakeedge
Gotta lotta paychecks
Nirvana tape deck
Bitch I'm made ouf hightech
Execution hyrid
Bitch you are the sidekick
Why you tryna fight when i smell your fucking fear bitch
Teufel is back in town
Honk honk you fucking clown
One kick you shmuck drown
Setback to default
Time for the last round
I got a last round
Spray it in your body
Lose compound to your fucked soul
Die down, let's break it down
Die down, let's break it down
Die down, let's break it down
Die down, let's break it down
Die down, let's break it down
Die down, let's break it down
Die down, let's break it down
Die down, let's break it down
Who wanna talk shit
You dont respect what I accomplished
Bitches always frontin
Your lyrics nonsense
Talking about killing with no message
What a bomb sin
Feel like hunting
Your chest bumping
Who wanna talk shit
You dont respect what i accomplished
Bitches always frontin'
Your lyrics nonsense
Talking about killing with no message
What a bomb sin
Feel like hunting
Your chest bumping