Warning Shots Lyrics

Nah, you don't want smoke from a West Side Driller

Flow so cold make a bad man shiver

Bad men like Six on my back like Silva

Man got licked, he can cry me a river

I ain't got time for all that talk about who's the best or who's not shit

Cos your best rapper are between commands like a space bar, bitch ass shift

Got more shives than a zombie hunter

Cover ground like a civic Honda

Bora them and proceed to slaughter

Unless she a chic with a thick big bonda

Them man talk a lot, yeah they cap a lot

Them man mid, but they brag a lot

Y'all get clapped, talk to me and you get slapped

Big man thing when I step on beats

Every verse equals Rest In Peace

Burgle case when I drop a bar

Money man, call me dentata

could've ate your favas but I don't eat pork

Heard he dropped his shit, yeah, of course, it's yuck

Let him come for me, yeah my gun is cocked

Live on BBC, he's gon suck this cock

Spray like Morten, catch man sluggish, put my slug in

Empty the clip in him, that's a horror film, I will leave man snoring

Chatting that shit to me, curse your fucken liver, what's man snorting?

Piss on your body for weeks, then I leave the pagan to Riga-mortis

Clean up my hands with bleach, then I hop on Netflix, Rick and Morty

Mess with a west side driller, we ain't got that time, leave talks for barilla

Them man drop whack lines but they think they dope, yo who's your dealer?

Watch me count to ten, then it's shell on sight like Sar's, but this is bigger