Reaction

[Intro]
Oh Dear, where'd he go?
I swear, I don't know
Okay, y- you got me, come on, just let me go
I won't tell nobody, no, no please

[Chorus: Pitfall]
Claiming that you know me, why you capping?
Talkin' tough but we still catch you lackin' (Die already!)
Everyday I'm pistol packin'
Say it to my face, you won't get a reaction
I know that I'm a little sour
Twenty-five stories, I might peek, so check the tower
.338 with the scope, laser on your head, you ran out of hope

[Verse 1: Pitfall]
Talk, that's the only thing you're good at
If you keep it up, then we gon' turn you to a doormat
Bullets turn you into Swiss, I'm like a Lab Rat
Night vision on my helmet, I gotta have that
Say you pullin' up with what? Some fuckin' airsoft
12-gauge slug take more than your hair off
If they don't fuck with Slowsilver it's their loss
Talkin' in caps over Twitter, you're pissed off

[Verse 2: midwxst]
You talkin' tough, what you tryna do?
Always got my name inside your mouth, think I'm gonna sue
Lies always comin' out your mouth, never tell the truth
Thought that you were gon' get away, wouldn't notice you
Thought that I wouldn't understand, wouldn't have a clue
Now I gotta call up all my bros, comin' after you
If you really wan' talk your shit, step into my shoes
I do all of this shit for fun, I don't need no views (NOVAGANG!)
Glocks stay Akimbos, spray 'em through his window
AR make him get down, like it's fucking Limbo
You is not my friend, don't say you my friend, bro
Cross, yeah, it's on my neck, think I might sin though (Hi Dopa!)

[Verse 3: Wido]
Lose control (Lose control), I was on my phone
Just say you won't hurt me (Say you won't hurt me)
I don't wanna feel alone (slowsilver03)
(Look) Lookin' at me, nothing from me
Lookin' at me, you want nothing for me
I pick up your body, then I crash into the wall
Ten racks in my body, yeah, I'm gon' let it show
I pick up your body, then I crash into the wall
You got a tiny little medal in your chest, covered with snow

[Chorus: Pitfall]
Claiming that you know me, why you capping?
Talkin' tough but we still catch you lackin' (Die already!)
Everyday I'm pistol packin'
Say it to my face, you won't get a reaction
I know that I'm a little sour
Twenty-five stories up, you should check the tower
.338 with the scope, laser on your head, you ran out of hope