Lyrics No Hook - V9

Session sixty, who gives a fuck?
That ain't stoppin' us
Brand new Glocks, brand new whip
We don't shoot our legs in, how you kid?
I swing my knife, I tear up skin, and I do it all in a blink
I'm tryna kill, I ain't tryna think, I need you since Riz
Stop takin' a piss, you got hit in your shit
And up in your hood, you're a bitch
Stop talkin' shit, you ain't hopped out a swan
They put you in the ground, made him drown
Put him down, clowns
I built up the dead, the power's intense I'm losing common sense
Don't sit on the fence, I step with intent What can you comprehend?
Can't defend when I step with the Jets Zoom, hold up, stop, there
Brrra, brr, brr, pow, pow

Jerks on my drip, who cares?
You want me, that slap, that was close as hell
Grah, he survived the well
He's too hot, sure
Said we don't stop buying, liar
Decaf cars, warm up with fire
Petrol bath, away from the fire
Switching up, we just sing like a choir
Bro had a dream in a dream
Only 1-9-C's can get twenty-five at least
(Twenty-five)
Grr pow