Seteadora

It's Kosfinger, baby
Charlee, Charlee, hit it, hit it
You’re a problem for everyone in the Octagon with you
Who do you want to see next when you step into the ring?
Everybody, everybody, I'm coming for everybody, kill everybody, ah!

I wanted to greet you, but with my piece
With the trigger, I say hello (bang!)
Don’t go out at night, watch the time (yo)
After 10 is when you start crying

What block are you controlling? (ATR)
We gotta light it up, no matter the hour
Artist dropping bars on a scooter (yo)
You don’t wanna see it after you mention (bang!)

Who are the people you mention? (Who are they?)
If they call you the crybaby (motherfucker)
I challenge you to a get back and you don’t react
People don’t die alone, the rhythm’s looking good

(After we hit 'em hard in the coat)
Who wants the crown? Come at me and get crowned
I like 'em settled down and thick
The crew also sets it off

She ditched you 'cause you don’t rob (bang!)
And you don’t know how to use a gun (bang, bang, bang)
Papy Black, you’re a piece of shit
Watch out if you die in a coma

We don’t forgive, that’s God’s job (hahaha!)
And when we shoot, it’s a red alert
I’m at a birthday party throwing confetti (bang!)
Everyone on the ground like the drippy (yo)

Artist and shooter, that’s fifty-fifty (on the ground)
If not thirty-thirty, I find you in a GT
They get scared, I light it up on suspicion looking for the gap, LA’s watching you
They turned left, I turned right

I got a demon in my right hand
I’m gonna shoot to the left
You act tough, you’re a coward, you messed up outside the crew
For your girl over there, we didn’t give you lead (bang!)

The– (shh) is in the ice of the drink
And we use the kid (shh) as a crew
The Perco, I’m hitting rock bottom, there’s another, but I won’t mention it
The bullets go for the head, you’re out

On a flight, I call her Vanessa
Which saint do you pray to? We don’t take that (ah)
Your mom crying, yelling, come back, come back! Son, it’s nature
Another loser that the devil weighs down

Another loser that the devil weighs down (hey, you)
Anyone gets head, just for the photo, they see it again
Every day with RIP (nigga tell me what you did)
They came out in The Walking Dead

Run, there’s a fool in the lobby
Hit 'em with a headshot like Kobe
If they stand up, it’s 'cause they’re zombies
(If they stand up, it’s 'cause they’re zombies)

Anyone gets head, just for the photo, they see it again (motherfucker)
Every day with RIP
(Nigga tell me what you did)
They came out in The Walking Dead
Run, there’s a fool in the lobby
Hit 'em with a headshot like Kobe
If they stand up, it’s 'cause they’re zombies (ah)

Pe-Pe-Pe-Pe-Pe-Perfect
It's Kosfinger, baby
(Give that blunt a hit there)
(Give it a hit, give it a hit, give it a hit)
(Nigga tell me what you did)
The BB7 in the dark

Blacky, you feel lonely
Come here, I’m gonna give you a hit
They don’t use it, they all have a popola
Your buddy crashed on the scooter

In the videos, you pull out the piece
You don’t shoot, I’m rolling through your area
After we hit 'em with shots
They say I’m a bad person

Call Chinola to defend you but with the camera
I got a bullet in the chamber
Your death is certain, it won’t take long
The feeling, tell me when it will end

Like Thirty-Seven, it won’t stop
I blew off a leg, lift it up
With another hit, it won’t heal
You moved, heading to Canada