Devilish

55 Shots at his head We pull up we leaving em dead Skrt'n off in a Benz You diss on the gang you get lead They like "Kasai where you been?" In the field with the shits If we see a opp we gone blick em Turn around and leave him limpin' We could make a scene tragic He talk on the gram let him have it I keep the glizzy on me Cause these niggas out here moving wocky and mad whack They talkin' hot make a diss track Niggas know the vibes when we spin back He could turn around get his shit cracked And we inna foreign at the strip and Just got me some top from a thotianna She feelin' me yeah she like my persona Shorty be dancin' she want the dollars If we pull up on em it ain't no discussion Got a lil baddie from Tokyo Back on my shit doin all the songs Buying it out bitch I'm in the stores That boy went missin' we hit em off Feel like Pop Smoke cause I got it on me And he disrespecting so we got him runnin' And he playin foul got them triggers dumpin' Now he crying loud like a bitch or somethin' He be dissin' hard for the clout or somethin' Yeah she lovin' hard she want kids or somethin' Want a Audemar she want Patek's or something In love with the trap gotta make a hunnid I was down bad I was at the bottom And I got back had to make some money Niggas hatin' on me cause they really sorry I ain't giving handouts that shit really funny Tryna play down bitch I ain't a dummy Up the murder rate got a shooter for me Bitch I'm devilish if you wanna try me It'll never end if you fuckin' with me Feel like Sleepy cause somebody gettin hollowed Turn him to a pack turn him to gelato Live by the gun die by the gun trap shit that's the only motto See a opp then we caught him blicked him Nigga really thought that we didn't forget him (See a opp then we caught him blicked him Nigga really thought that we didn't forget him)