Yeah, run Death Plus the one Gonna take your fucking life with the mask and the gun Aye, pull up to the function, yuh, we gonna have some fun I got Mr. Sisco with me, we kill 'em and then we done Yuh, back to the house, yeah, we smokin' OG, on me I be high as hell, fuck the police So sweet, these pussies talkin' but ain't gonna do shit Get my clip so blessed and my bullets so holy Ya know me Welcome to the mind of a killa Crazy, psychopathic, dark, cold-hearted nigga Better watch yo words 'fore a nigga cut your liver Choppin' off his head, his whole body I deliver My vision is so grim, but your light is very dim I'm more shadier than Slim Up the Glock, let's begin Teach a lesson, nigga stressin', tryna keep up his depression Kill yourself, if you testin' I'ma send him to the reverend My Glock hold all of my blessings Trust me, bitch, I'm never stressin' Listen close, get the message, I ain't playin', fuck yo session Count your blessings, I got seventeen bullets and they shiny, too Hollow-tip bullets and they blowin' like a fucking flute Bitch, it is a fluke if you get the upper hand Fool, better take yo shot 'cause I'm coming back to slaughter you Bitch, I am an animal, a cold-blooded cannibal Bitches call me Hannibal I up a Glock and damage you, bitch If you see me, better duck Don't give a fuck Lil bitch, I do what the fuck I must Yuh, I gets bucked, yuh I gets bucks Got money, got drugs, got a body in the trunk, yuh If you see me, better duck Don't give a fuck Lil bitch, I do what the fuck I must Yuh, I gets bucked, yuh I gets bucks Got money, got drugs, got a body in the trunk, yuh