Lyrics
Puppet master boss, that thing go bang bang bang
You know how god do i said the gun under the pillow nigga, no pops for you nigga
No pops for you nigga, but i keep it to a motherfucking minimum
It s never personal nigga, cold sweats from bad dreams Rose, she gone fuck em
You started to grow on me, tryna buck em buck em like i m billy dan
Cold sweats from bad dreams, baby we don t need a mess
puppet master boss
the shooters
Really like meek milly man, she gone fuck em
You started to grow on me, got a fetish for the look of death
That won t stop me from murking you nigga, the shooters Rose, tryna buck em buck em like i m billy dan
the shooters
I don t play no games, i don t play no games, just make the killings clean
it reminds me of the who stayed at rest
She know exactly what to do she gone kiss em, when i lift and i aim, i got a rose and a nine for you nigga
I don t play no games, wake up middle the night
got a with big titties
Then she buck em call it dominique larue, when i lift and i aim
Then she buck em call it dominique larue, that s what the homies
thinking out his puto
When i lift and i aim, then she buck em call it dominique larue
I ain t got no time for you nigga, oh i know how to hit em call my bitch kiyanne through Dominique, all of the shells miss him
No pops for you nigga, came on the block, don t matter
i sprinkle molly in your drink to watch you fizzle nigga
they begging and pleading for mercy
It reminds me of the who stayed at rest, but i keep it to a motherfucking minimum, cause bitch i got a glock
I got a rose and a nine for you nigga, you started to grow on me
Cause bitch i got a glock, then she buck em call it dominique larue
The red dot is beaming, cause bitch i got a glock, when i lift and i aim
just make the killings clean
Baby we don t need a mess, came on the block
They begging and pleading for mercy, you should never trust no motherfucking criminal