The Shooter

[Verse]
Trap house, imma whip a box
My trigger finger itching like it's chicken pox
I'll shoot the HK and make him milly rock
The beef ain't dead until that nigga drops
Had me up in jail watching narcos, Snap Capone get it like Marlow. Bad b, lighty up in harlow
Nigga talking guns, got a car load
The only time i cried is when my dad died
Wallahi he gone dye you from the other side
I put that on my mother and daughters life
Leave the bloody scene with a bloody knife
I'll put you in the air, you ever paraglide?
Or i shoot him 10 times and leave him paralysed
New Tec-9 with the kill switch. I can send you on a journey, pilgrimage
In that jail house all we ate is pilchards
Tell the judge i'm sorry tryna milk it
When you're in that box when you realise, who gone ride you? Who's telling lies? Tryna stretch work, tryna maximise
All day whipping and wrapping pies
You can see the duppy in the killers eyes
Had to kill that witness now my nigga nice
Ain't nothing sweet, just a dirty life
Niggas dying daily and mothers crying
Me and my nigga pinky up in stockholm jail
Tryna make a 100 reps before that prison meal
Snap a real nigga, What you couldn't tell? I'd've stab, shot niggas they ain't ringing bells
Imma lift this skirt he's a bitch
Caught first case and he snitched
Ahk grab me the K and a clip
Imma make his forehead do the splits
My hood's banging, don't slip without
I got all these niggas shook like a haunted house
Over here shit is consistent, we don't see the drought
Bring the Tec, bring the 9 for the walkabouts
New Bentley coupe on the wish list
Nigga your wife is my mistress
Put your car in the air kwik fit
Saw the brick, make a drink, that's a quick 6
Put the gun to your face like it's tribal marks
Imma kill him for sly remarks
Patron Capone, god father Corleone
Cut his warrant got more traps than home alone
I don't talk beef, i just blow the chrome
Chest shot, don't die you'll be comatose
I don't give a fuck what the streets say
If it's beef, i want it filled like PK
My main chick Cekira got a sweet face
Them hips never lie, that's what she says
Free my niggas in them cells boy
Pecknam, trapstar, del boy
And watch out for that jail boy
She's a honey trap, she gone get you shelled boy
I turn your strip into Palestine
And watch my gun perform like a pantomime
An enemy is a paigon, not a friend of mine
Riding out, i did that shit a thousand times, capone
Tryna get it like i'm pablo
No heart Snap, colder than a ice pole
I can run up on a nigga, on the side road
All for just gassing like nitro
New Q7, colour white snow
Inside interior darker than charcoal
Patron, i'm a narco
The trap is my bible
Guns on a rival
Sniper with a rifle
I live by my name, that's Capone
I heard snap has crushed many niggas bones
Tell your niggas you ain't coming home
I'm from the roads and niggas are dying for that dough
Ski mask, gloves on
My gun sounds sweeter than a love song
Riding shotgun, with a shotgun
Headshot, next shot, chest shot then next shot, headshot guaranteed ripping niggas head off
I'm from a place where you show arms like a vest top