HK-17

Man, damn, I feel my body cold, blood's dripping on my floor
You know, I never cared for love, maybe I'm just a jerk
I feel my heart's stopped, the vibe's got a strong reaction
I feel like time's frozen, my life is just fiction

This little bitch is trippin'
This little bitch is crazy, must be the high from the shot
Click clack, this dude's fake, bullets rain down on your face
My bad, I didn't mean to screw your girlfriend
I don't love you, bitch, maybe I made a fool of you

Roll a blunt, drop the bass, bitch this is trap
Hit record, lay down the track, while I roll my blunt
(Blunt - bl-blunt, blunt - bl-blunt)

Headbang, punk's spinning, I make 'em jump even if they're lame
If I've got the HK-17, I feel sorry for my targets
The vibe hits hard, I feel my heart's frozen
This dude lies so much, I think he's a fan of Naldo (Okay, Okay)

Bitch, I'm feeling stressed, suck it without bugging me
I roll up on this dude shooting like Tay-K
(You know who my dude is)

I carry foreign weed that makes the bitch Chinese
I got so many meds, man, I feel like I'm dying in a few months

This little bitch is crazy, must be the high from the shot
Click clack, this dude's fake, bullets rain down on your face
My bad, I didn't mean to screw your girlfriend
I don't love you, bitch, maybe I made a fool of you

Roll a blunt, drop the bass, bitch this is trap
Hit record, lay down the track, while I roll my blunt
(Blunt - bl-blunt, blunt - bl-blunt)

Headbang, punk's spinning, I make 'em jump even if they're lame
If I've got the HK-17, I feel sorry for my targets
The vibe hits hard, I feel my heart's frozen
This dude lies so much, I think he's a fan of Naldo (Okay, Okay)

Bitch, I'm feeling stressed, suck it without bugging me
I roll up on this dude shooting like Tay-K
(You know who my dude is)

I carry foreign weed that makes the bitch Chinese
I got so many meds, man, I feel like I'm dying in a few months

Opioids hit my mind, leaving my vision twisted
I feel the blood on my hand, while my girl is dead