Fatal blows

Hangin out the window hold a draco
With a big clip
Tato on the barrel let it bang and let
That shit drip
Ain't no more to say I lay the razor on a
Bitch lip
Ain't a moment later that bitch say she
Trynna kiss kiss
To the scene I brought a beam and a
Stock
Ion need it for a reason less he ringing
The cops
Honestly it ain't on me to get his
Bleeding to stop
He beg and plead but I don't see a
Fucking reason to stop
Big beam
Aim it at yo head top
Choppa shoot like
BA-PA-PA-PA-PA
Until your body drop
I been countin' money up
My figures gettin' figured out
You just gettin' funny up
You acting like a fuckin' clown
I'm pissed off witcha
Acting funny for no reason
I can't rock witcha
Put a blade inside ya face
There somethin' wrong witcha
Cock the Glock and pull it back
And then I'm done witcha
Hangin out the window hold a draco
With a big clip
Tato on the barrel let it bang and let
That shit drip
Ain't no more to say I lay the razor on a
Bitch lip
Ain't a moment later that bitch say she
Trynna kiss kiss
To the scene I brought a beam and a
Stock
Ion need it for a reason less he ringing
The cops
Honestly it ain't on me to get his
Bleeding to stop
He beg and plead but I don't see a
Fucking reason to stop (fuck)