Não Erro Tiro de Nine

Ah, your pussy, Renan, you son of a bitch (get it)
You won't escape me, oh, you faggot (fuck)

I have twelve bullets in the clip of my nine
Today things are hot
I got murder on my mind
Damn
Get it

Yeah, yeah
I'll pierce your windshield, make a new design
The pussies stay hard, still, like Mr. Mime

I stole your car after getting rid of your dad
To shoot up your house in a drive-by

Don't even show up at school tomorrow, or you'll fall
That's what you deserve for kicking me out of the geography group project
Damn, is that why you killed his dad?

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, my pistol
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, my missile launcher
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, and now you're gonna die

I'll cock my hk
Find you and riddle you
It won't help to run or jump
I don't miss nine shots

What the fuck?
The guy killed my dad
I kicked him out of the group because he posted hentai (rule 34)
Clicked delete just for himself, what a dumbass

F in the chat, my dad couldn't tank the bostil
I heard three shots at the front door
I opened the door, it was Vinícius asking
Want it in the belly button or the pocket?

With his leg all trembling
And his dick all messed up
He missed the three shots from the nine

No booyah in free fire (go fuck yourself, damn)
He fell to the ground disconcerted
And shot himself in the balls (hahaha)

Vinícius went down the drain
Your redemption arc is another story
He'll 1v1 my dad in the gulag
Pray not to come back to our school

And at work, who would've thought? (yeah)
We got the worst grade (who would've thought, huh?)
All I know about geography
Is the location of your grave (your grave)

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, my pistol
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, my missile launcher
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, and now you're gonna die

I'll cock my hk
Find you and riddle you
It won't help to run or jump
I don't miss nine shots

I don't miss, shots from my nine
I don't miss, shots from my nine