Hitman Lyrics

He said he got a suit like John Wick I'm like a hitman, a dread-headed savage

Bloodstains in your palace, you a high risk target

Give your body frame a part from the graze of the bullet

You a million dollar hit with no number one hit

You bout to die over this, now I'm mad like a pit

Silencers on the glocks, ass kicker on my back

Sniper rifle on my shoulder, bodyguards are like boulders

But I fold them up, put their names in my folders

Not to mention that I bring the plan completely sober

Betting with me, trying to raise the stakes like poker

But forget that, we playing Texas Hold'em Bitch, you brought dice and tried to roll them

Crapped out, now you at the bottom of the totem

Tapped out is what she did, gave her loads out my scrotum

Have a hoe register your music under my business

I'm like a hitman, not bald-headed, but a dread-headed savage

I'll take you out the game, put the contract

and then collect the cabbage

We doing hits while the little babies play with tablets

Breakdown the news to em, you know it's gon be something tragic

They paint a mural of you, I'm gon' have a nigga tag it

See money on your block, I'm gon' have to tax it

To work here, 10 to 20 thousand of your profit

If you refuse, then the hitman gon' have to target

Your whole operation, bones dislocated

Legs amputated, due to no payment

Then your territory taken, I'm like a hitman, a dread-headed savage

B.G. like I'm from Valence Storytelling is my talent, can't use my lyrics

for evidence Or to influence pedestrians

Perm my hair and slit your throat, the witness think that I'm Mexican

Touch me and I'll beat your ass, I know you soft like Michelin

You Hymena got Ritalin, dirty like water from Michigan

Detroit got them jack boys so i send them to hit your men

They won't bring back a fuckin' thing

Spinnin' bends like villains, knockin' out sonic rings

Our thing is about money, ain't no platonic things

The dread-headed savage got y'all niggas pondering