Russian roullete Lyrics

Fuck the north I don't like it even a little bit

They call me number 2

Because im takin shit

Russian roulette

You live or die off of takin risks

The Opp a tourist

The way he on the block takin pics

Tryna get them extinct so they do not exist

The way we live is dangerous

Dont bang but we aint fakin it

They wanted smoke then he died

Thought we lacin em

Hot shells opp takin em

Now we facin him

Bullets hit em send him up to space

Just like an alien

Fuck a bitch i cant save a bitch

No cape n shit

Shut the fuck up n get me chips do me a favor bitch

Fuck around teach you a lesson then

Not the alphabet pistol P got F and N

Rest in piss to all the opps we was best of friends

Sike bitch i hate you im kinda glad you dead

Sike bitch i hate you go an join your freinds

I dont fuck with rats

Curiousity what killed the cat

Keep on bending blocks

Til a flat

Leave em flat line

Baby bro blessed wit da shit he got baptised

I was thuggin way before thuggin in my past life

Pass nine milli and 4 nicki i need 10 now

Cant find him then I'm searching lookin for his kin now

Make em get down

Gun smoke make him shit powder

You say yo pole loud but i know this k it gon get louder

Ever since i dropped

Yall been real quiet

I was a kid in the park i was still sliding

0 to 1 fuck this case tha im still fighting

you a dog a barking

Got big dawgs and we all biting

We don't care about no score

Soul to the sky body on the floor

I been talking shit since Camber hit record

They ain't ever scored

Its DRB been got awards

If you cant tell by now i don't like the opps

Scheming praying that they body drop

If you cant tell by now that i love the block

And thats the same block thats gone get me shot