Kalashnikov

[Pre-Hook]
I’m all about money hoe, there’s no confusion
Ain’t tryna be funny and I ain’t even boostin’
Fuck what you thought if you thought my conclusion
Was getting some fame, boy, your thoughts are delusion
Don’t tell me I’m guilty 'til guilty is proven
Them shots at your head do more than a contusion
I infiltrate us like Vladimir Putin
Boy, pull out that yoppa and everyone scootin’

[Hook]
I take a trip out to Russia
I take a trip out to Russia

[Post-Hook]
These niggas be poppin’ off
Pull out the Kalashnikov
T.Y.E. sick
Like I turn left and cough
T.Y. go deaf because
Ain’t nothing free, it costs
Ain’t nothing cheap, these niggas be sleep
What did you think ya thought?

[Verse 1]
I feel like a Stranger in Moscow
B.E.O. 'bout to get hostile
I need more money like right now
Niggas who envious, pipe down
Fuck on your bitch in her nightgown
That pussy be making some nice sounds
I feel like my life is like Jim Brown
Worship my 32 lifestyle
(Whoa, yeah) Watch for the boppers
(Whoa, yeah) She give me toppa
(Whoa) My brother might turn into glocka
(Whoa) Leave you shaking like maracas
(Whoa, yeah) I need my guappa
(Whoa, yeah) Don’t fuck with shottas
(Whoa, yeah) Pull out the choppa
(Whoa) Like I’m working for the (???)

[Hook]
I take a trip out to Russia
(Pull out the Kalashnikov, pull out the Kalashnikov)
I take a trip out to Russia
(Pull out the Kalashnikov)

[Verse 2]
They tell me “Don’t fuck with the mob”
Watch your whole family cry
Take ‘em for ransom and read off the script
If you don’t pay up, they die
Me, I’m a different guy
Tell the truth, I never lie
Police may catch me, bitch, I never snitch
I’d rather commit suicide
(Whoa) Took your L, Wladimir Klitschko
(Whoa) Keep her, I own where your bitch go
(Whoa, yeah) See what she here for
(Whoa) Leave that bitch body in limbo
(Whoa) My brother, they guzzlin' Heinekens
Pop Adderalls like they vitamins
I’m in so much pain, I need Vicodin
I (???) like a violin(?)

[Pre-Hook]
I’m all about money hoe, there’s no confusion
Ain’t tryna be funny and I ain’t even boostin’
Fuck what you thought if you thought my conclusion
Was getting some fame, boy, your thoughts are delusion
Don’t tell me I’m guilty 'til guilty is proven
Them shots at your head do more than a contusion
I infiltrate us like Vladimir Putin
Boy, pull out that yoppa and everyone scootin’

[Hook]
I take a trip out to Russia
(Pull out the Kalashnikov, pull out the Kalashnikov)
I take a trip out to Russia
(Pull out the Kalashnikov)