666 (All Around)

[Verse]
Think you Satan but you not the real Devil's waiting
Better change your ways it's evident he's losing patience
So much fuckery up in the world he's tryna cage us
Everybody's so depressed it's like it's contagious
Push away the evil thoughts my mind is running races
Need to bring the black and white together like the Raiders
Hit you with a left-right this combo's major
Show up at your crib the pussy fold like some paper
So cold, evil shit, Devil I push away
Satan's all around and he wants to come and play
Five finger death whеn the choppa get in the way
Dark to thе bone and my days are filled with grey
So from your head to your feet I rip open your fuckin' body
Put together my weapon like crafts no Hobby Lobby
Go to your girl crib and she give me the sloppy toppy
Then I hit you with the great explosion like I'm Itachi
Hunnid rounds in my drum I cannot be fucked with
Invade your head just like I am a locksmith
Shoot up yo block with these weapons you know I run shit
Don't mess with you because you be on some fuck shit
Function
Run up on your ass at the function
Bodies drop from the way my weapons operate
Out of state
Fuckin' with me was your first mistake
Let's debate
That bitch shit I don't tolerate
You are fake

Woah