Seteadora

You’re a problem for everyone in the Octagon with you
Who do you want to see next when you step into the office?
Everybody, everybody, I’m coming for everybody, kill everybody, ah!

I wanted to greet you, but with my strap, with the trigger I say: Hello
Don’t go out at night, watch the time, after ten is when you cry
What block do you control? We gotta light it up, no matter the hour
Artists throwing down on scooters, you don’t wanna see it, then you convulse

Who are the people you mention? If they call you the crybaby
I challenged you to a get back and you didn’t react, people don’t die alone
Check out how the rhythm flows (after I hit it twice, it’s on)
Who wants the crown? Come at me and I’ll crown you

I like bad bitches and thick girls, the crew also sets it off
She ditched you because you don’t steal or even know how to handle a gun
Papy Black, you’re a piece of work, watch out if you die in a coma
We don’t forgive, that’s for God to do
And when we shoot, that’s a red alert

A birthday throwing confetti, everyone alone like the drippy
Artist and shooter, that’s fifty-fifty, if you don’t drop 30, I find it too cheap
They get scared, I light it up on suspicion, looking for the gap, LA’s lurking
They turned left, I turned right

I got a demon in my right hand
Mode get shot in the leg, you act tough, cocolo
You messed up outside the crew, we didn’t give you any heat for your girl
He’s on the ice of the drink and we used Chamo as a condom
I’m hitting rock bottom with the Perco, there’s another but I won’t put it
The bullets go for the head, you lost your head-

She’s on a flight, I say Vanessa, what saint do you pray to?
We don’t take that
Her mom crying shouts, Come back, come back, son of nature

Another loser that the devil weighs down, another loser that the devil weighs down, yow
Anybody gets hit, just for the photo they see him again
Every day with RIP (nigga, tell me, what you did?)
They came out in The Walking Dead
Run, there are fools in the lobby, give a headshot like Ko-
They stop because they’re zombies (they stop because they’re zombies)

Anybody gets hit, just for the photo they see him again
Every day with RIP, nigga, tell me, what you did?
They came out in The Walking Dead
Run, there are fools in the lobby, give a headshot like Ko-
They stop because they’re zombies

Perfect
Hit this blunt twice
Hit it twice, hit it twice
Hit it twice