Rock & Roll

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Quickdraw
I'm lettin' it spark
Hollow tips, .80's gon' tear up his heart
Hit em' up, we gon' tear em' apart
Nigga Dummy got left he wasn't movin' smart
All the guys on go like a cart
We pin a opp then we gon' get him parked
Got so many deads, I don't know where to start
So I just just roll the Notti up and then I spark like
I'm wit' Blick, he gon' blick 'em
Spin the Y tryna make a new victim
Hop out two-three shots, no missin'
Flock at his body, watch it get to twitchin'
Call Rayy Balla he gon' leave him missin'
That's the Makk and I know he gon' get him
If I tell him hit 'em, he gon' hit 'em
I spot a opp up my knocker and end him
Caught him lackin', and he ain't have a cluе
That nigga died, he ain't know how to move
If you see mе, you know I'ma boom
Why these niggas act like they don't know what we do
TG wit' me, they know he go ku'
We on the 8th don't lack, don't snooze like
That's how niggas get put on the news
He got hit, they watched his body ooze like
5's on top, we the niggas that runnin' and really bendin' on the opps
Free the dots, Pdot [?] like let my brothers tote the rock
Don't stop we keep uppin' and uppin' until we leave him on his block
Big knock can't fit in my sock
He was lackin', got hit and he drop like
Only aim for the head and the chest, I told all my niggas don't settle for less
Opps dyin' all them niggas stretched
Couple niggas got hit just for tappin' they necks
Like you get shot if you droppin' my set
We back out the rocks tryna flock up a Jet
Puttin' pain, all the opps close to rec
Steal one of the knocks, everytime they get stretched like
Spin the Hill, I been fiendin' to click
Spot one of them kids then I'm squeezin' and shit
Hit his chest, got him wheezin' and shit
Can't run from this gun, this beam is legit like
Why the fuck these niggas on my dick, when they mans just got hit and put up in a spliff
Yeah I'm rich but I'm takin' that risk
Kenzo Balla the demon who ready to blitz like

[Rayy Balla]
Let's rock n' roll like heavy metal
Touch one of mines, and your life on the death row
We attached to the blick we can't let go
I see a opp I'ma up it and let go
Keep clickin', I like to get close
He with his girl, he might get his bitch smoked
Lotti and Notti both got they ribs poked
Gun jam up he get beat with the pole
Niggas bitches, they switch like Nintendo
Kenzo gon' up, got em' duckin' like it's limbo
Clip long, shit like a limo
7.62, shit'll knock down a hippo
I'm the Makk
Wait who that?
Roll down the window, I'm quick to attack
Try to run and put six in his back
Smokin' on bro, gon' get left in the past
Smokin' Rah Rah, this shit got me smacked
When I'm off a perc' I be breakin' her back
Lift her head when I fuck from the back
She movin' tact', she was screamin' get back
All Jets, that shit crashed
Shit look like 9/11 when it blast
It get bad, don't get me mad
Put on my mask, bitch I love when we clash
Even when we totin' on the strap
We throwin' first, we ain't ever throw bad
Can't lack, won't lack
Any wrong move then I'm lettin' it clap
Too tact' when I tote on Ms. Jack
Tjay got caught and your brother got stabbed
That's a fact so u better relax
Blick gon' blick him, hit him in his cap
Chase run down, leave him where he at
How many niggas got turned to a pack?
YGK, aim at his face
We want 'em dead, we ain't aimin' for legs