9-22 on black, you see us - everything is clear
For you there's a gun in your pants, for your bitch there's a whip
Your types tried - they tore their throats
My types fried cash in a frying pan
Real for micro
Lames bazaar quietly
Everything you read is subtitles
The guy loves to play so much, I don't give a fuck, I'm dancing limbo
Either I give you pussy, or maniga, come on without either
Snakes
All people are like snakes, I sent them all to hell
Chapa on me it will always be fucking charged
Don't look into your eyes, I only see ganja
When I see your scythe I’m immediately ashamed
Red reticle with sight
Fast and black like venom
I'll die for the cru it's genes
You're playing with foam in the bathroom at home
You're playing with foam in the bathroom at home
Guy, don't interfere, you created a problem
The black lid will slam your vector
The bitch said that I was her mentor
Mom said that I will be the first
I'm lost but I'm getting into the system
Yes, we are doomed to death from birth
Yo, my cap is on the side!
Guys in skarks spin boards - this is their skill
I'm a young trizini, a slut is playing tricks on me
Yanix gasps, this is my swag power
I don't play by the rules
Nyga reached this Babylon, smoked some tea - I didn’t get it
9-22 went to a party - the chicks melted
I didn't give it to that bitch, she just lisped
We do combos, but we're not at McDonald's
Pain allows you to keep yourself toned
I spin like a Ken block, I go around all the cones
What do you want? I have all the sauces
Sauces
I fly like spidey
Chaos
I'll give you guides
Mouses
Fuck insiders
Sails
There are slides on the flag
Like Johnny Depp, I'm all on rings
You're dying, you're covered in blood clots
Mendam is with me, he's covered in scars
We are not in Fortnite, but we are on pumps
Disinfector ops
Will remove all the suckers
Her body is drying up
The bitch will be bad
Swaddled with a scythe like a baby
You sent a bitch to me for reconnaissance
In St. Petersburg they filled the entire thread
Blue line
I shoot like a sniper I need ammo
We have medals on us, we are like champions
I really don't give a fuck about the laws
You all look like clones
They say you're dressed like a demon
The hats are shaking, because they have a tremor
Tremor, tremor
Stiletto style, catarrh syndrome
Skeletons are with me, it's a gift
I am responsible for fear, but this is not enough
Glare on the fingers, on black but bright
Multiverse like a dark horse
You don’t have to try, we don’t hear attacks
Blood is like wine, it's very sweet to me
Let's take what we need, we won't leave any fingerprints
Our world like Tim Burton
Fears and dreams
Painville is not Compton
We don't need a dose
Fears and tears
Black roses
Boys on psychosis
We strike like thunderstorms