Scope Set
So come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me
So come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me
Fuck it how you, um
Fuck it how you, um
Fuck it how you want it, it's the psychopath
I'm killin' everything around me, fuck the aftermath
Bloodbath on my hands, slaughter, red dead
I'm here motherfucker standin' right up on the ledge
Bring the chaos, let me slay 'em
I'm goin' crazy, off the radar, the angel slayer
Fuck your prayer, knee deep in my sin, where do I begin?
Gripping on the Glock, lookin' for a fuckin' end
Bitch, I got a brain hemorrhage, losin' my shit
The motherfuckin' terrorist, I'm killin' every bitch
Fuck your motherfuckin' feelings, I could give a fuck
Ruby right behind me, wanna test your luck?
AK, AR, nine millimeter
.22 Ruger, plenty ways to die, see ya
Shoot, shoot, shoot to kill
Aim for me, fulfill your thrill
Pop my head, let my brains spill, send chills down my spine
Papa Pine is killed
Ruby da Cherry, now Ruby da Juice
Everyday loosen the screw
Choose to do what I do
This life that I lose one day, it's proof it's true (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Refuse to use the shit you say is fuckin' cool (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tryna find my way feels like a fuckin' Rubik's cube
What the fuck is new, what the fuck is new?
Snakes tryna wear Gucci shoes, what a view?
Bit off more than you could chew, that was fuckin' rude
Tryna get that face tattoo removed but you doomed
So come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me
So come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me
Autor(es): Scott Arceneaux, Aristos Petrou