RACCOON CITY
M44A1 & 22SENTRY & MISCHA45K
RACCOON CITY Lyrics
[Intro]
Kill Confirmed
[Verse 1: 22SENTRY]
One shot to the dome, now you're dead
Keep running from the motherfucking feds
Trap too loud, can't hear what you're sayin'
Got a big ass Glock on me, it's goin' Super Saiyan
She say I don't make no racks, like why you playin'?
Barrett .50 Cal will leave him where he layin'
We in Raccoon City, you still stuck in Iran
I just put a bomb at his feet, uh, then I ran
You're a fucking poser, boy, better run if you can
I'm making so many bands, you might as well call me the Bandman
I'm just tryna get paid, scammed a fan, man
I'm in love with drugs, I've been tryna find the Xanman
SMG tucked in my waist, it sound like bam bam
Tryna get with SENTRY, I'ma bust up on her trampstamp
Kill-Killin' pedophiles with a molotov
Put the napalm to his face, now he gone
Chopper gunner in the sky, over comms
Eliminate the enemy, won't take me long
[Verse 2: M44A1]
Enemy spotted through the motherfucking scope
Trackin' down yo addy, I don't think you got hope
Tryna shoot me but I always come back
We in Raccoon City, you still stuck in Iraq
It's a homicide and they don't know we involved
I don't give a fuck, I don't think that case getting solved
We know where you are 'cause we looking at the paste bin
Talking shit on Discord, don't come where we based in
Pulling up on the plane with a fucking 'nade
Yeah, I fucking scammed you, your fault you got played
It's a hostage situation when they fucking raid
I don't want money, we ain't doing no trade
Fake people in my circle mad I'm getting racks
Fake people only want me for the fucking packs
C4CEO likes to play with bombs
LMG ripping through y'alls fucking moms
[Verse 3: MISCHA45K]
I-I got twenty shooters, some of them have eye
D-Do you hate me, do you not? That shit suicide
B-Burn me at the stake, do you care if they all die?
You said that is a-okay, then your colon [?]
It's a TNT inside of your room
If I die, then you die, everybody meets their doom
S-S-Some day I'ma go to Hell, so why do you even care?
If I die, then you die, [?] up at the stairs
I'ma make sure that you're in the grave where were you can stay
It's the real world, bitch, and I don't like that you can stay