Who You Talking To

Fore grips, hollow tips
Watch me make 12 bodies twitch
Muzzle stacked, extended mags
Red dot clocking two heads fast
Trapaholics, real trap ****
It goes like—Fore grips, hollow tips
Watch me make 12 bodies twitch
Muzzle stacked, extended mags
Red dot clocking two heads fast
Masenko, my beam will glow
I special beam the next two foes
Build a bear, nah, scrap a *****
These slugs will hit and break their ribs
Can not find a body in the ocean like he's Nemo
That ***** was upon me, back the **** up, I don't think so
Look in to my eyes and see a demon, *****, I breathe slow
Big bro in the trenches, now we tote that ******* rico
If I pull the blade, I know that ***** will soon be slit
He can pull his blade, but know I'm still taking a limb
He swings left to right, I retaliate, blows straight back to him
He just missed his swipe, so I took his left leg and right hand
All these ****** talkin' *** *, *****, shut the **** up
All you ****** bark, you a dog, I'm a ******* wolf
I be throwing Fours on foenem, pull the **** up
Flashlight on the heat, 500, turn the ******* light off
Okay, you last two get to pick, here's the mag, no issue
That one still be breathing, take this frag, your mom will miss you
Rip them just like tissue, slimy body look like nose goo
Keep up with that talkin', we be on your block to melt you
Mortis
Gang, gang