.DSR-50!

Bitch I got a DSR with a C4 in the trunk

Yeah yeah, sniper leave the scrubs in a pile
In a chopper gunner bitch I’m going fucking wild
Strapped vest like some armor I just popped a fucking jugg
Severe off his head leave him bleeding from the fucking bed
I won't stop never stop till the house is painted red

Yea bitch cutting open all my haters yea I do it often

I put there bodies in a cemetery laugh while they rot
Lеave you in the dark woods all you see is my dot
Stomp on his face with my boots bitch I’m thе origins bot

Pistol on me bitch I feel like a cop
Sniper with a Glock if you talking with the wrong
Pull up to his crib rocket on my hip I let it cock

PERCS IN MY STOMACH CALL THAT SHIT A PERKAHOLIC

FUCK HIS FACE UP HIT THE TOGGLE WE OUT
STOMP HIM THEN WE SAID HE KILLED HIMSELF

Bitch we riding thru the fucking tranzit
Murder like a manic
Bitch i murder like a manic
Pussies always tryna panic
I’m the type of dude to kill myself

Popping xanax when I shoot bitch I think I need some help
Throw a life grenade then I watch it burn the wealth
(terrorists win)