Sinister when I finesse your epidermis
Sorry sir only need 1 bullet since I won't miss
You're a foreigner in a home you can't furnish
All that tough talk so tell me why you nervous
Run from the feds, cause I like to
Not cause I have to
Don't trust the meds you'll get lied to
Fuck em what if I do
Don't worry bout the bark, worry bout what the bite do
Third-degree burns down his face
Hell that's something I'd do

Pull up to the op block
If you call the cops then you gon get the cops shot
Strap strapped up the like the fat that makе your blood clot
Ya big bodied big bitch
I'm a misfit, if ya missed it
Rollin-Rollin-Rollin thru the block 3 am whеn the streets dead
Knock him in the head until he deceased dead
Rollin thru the block 3 am when the streets dead
Ay, uh, when the streets dead

Sinister when I finesse your epidermis
Sorry sir only need 1 bullet since I won't miss
You're a foreigner in a home you can't furnish
All that tough talk so tell me why you nervous
Run from the feds, cause I like to
Yeah, I like to
Don't trust the meds you'll get lied to
Yeah, you'll get lied to
Don't worry bout the bark, worry bout what the bite do
Third-degree burns down his face
Hell that's something I'd do
Sinister when I finesse your epidermis
Sorry sir only need 1 bullet since I won't miss
You're a foreigner in a home you can't furnish
All that tough talk so tell me why you nervous
Sinister when I finesse your epidermis
Sorry sir only need 1 bullet since I won't miss
You're a foreigner in a home you can't furnish
All that tough talk so tell me why you nervous