SCISSORS

[Chorus]
Let the blood run red
Pumping
Lead until he dead
I might go psycho on that nigga
I’m a pyro with the tec
He twitter talking
I'ma turn him to a typo
Dripping red
I catch him walking
Get to stalking with the pipe
He ain't no threat

[Verse]
I pull up flexed out
Vexed now
Chopper blow his neck out
Pussy want the static
Make it happen
He get wrecked now
Talking on my name
I tell that pussy bring a check out
Charge it to the game
Bitch I'm to blame
When he get decked out

Ugh
I keep a cutter
No scissors
I'm really bout action
Ain't talking in pictures
The beam on the Glock
So you know I won’t miss him
That shit on the top
Wanna talk
I'ma switch 'em
My niggas is dogs
If I call, they gon' sic 'em
Don’t fuck with these niggas at all
They some bitches
My niggas gon' ball
We gon' all get the riches
The chopper gon spark
Turn 'em all to a witness
Ugh

Tote that shit like get back
G26, you hear that click clack
Roll that boy like zig zags
Glick gon tag his toe, no tic tac
Turn that boy to mid pack
Chop might break my wrist
That kickback
I kill his boy, like get back
Please don’t make no moves
Just sit back

Shïnï Gäng shit
You get right or get left
If you wanna talk
Say it with your chest
He wanna pop off
We lay him to rest
That pussy boy soft
So I am not pressed
I don't wanna talk
To these niggas
Niggas be trash
I'm a god to these niggas
Talk out his neck
I put one through his head
Leave him dead
And

[Chorus]
Let the blood run red
Pumping
Lead until he dead
I might go psycho on that nigga
I’m a pyro with the tec
He twitter talking
I'ma turn him to a typo
Dripping red
I catch him walking
Get to stalking with the pipe
He ain't no threat