Firing Squad

[Hook]

Street sleep, late night with my dogs

Tryna take a life like God

Everyone's on job

Firing squad

Man ah start move odd

Till the script flip like Pog

Gs fly down, everyone's got a rod

Tryna catch a bod with the firing squad

Firing squad

Firing squad

Bun him up, demigod

No, there ain't nuttin' long with the firing squad

Firing squad

Firing squad

Bun him up on his dot

Man ah turn a flame on with my firing squad

[Verse 1]

Man's talking 'bout lighting 'em up

I go radio stations and they don't turn up

These times I had a bruk

I'm walking, talking bad luck

Leave man laying in his muck

Big fish inna dis, dem man are so likkle

If I catch man do more than make blood trickle

Strawberry rain, man ah pour that

Big Blue Battle, man can't ignore that

Tear the room down when I cave in your cap

I don't hide behind no one, and I saw that you do

So I might tear down your batch

I ain't rich yet so I might take your stack

Don't lack, cause you ain't gonna see none of it back

Leave man stretched on the floor like a bear mat

Anywhere I see your face, I'mma tear that

[Hook]

Street sleep, late night with my dogs

Tryna take a life like God

Everyone's on job

Firing squad

Man ah start move odd

Till the script flip like Pog

Gs fly down, everyone's got a rod

Tryna catch a bod with the firing squad

Firing squad

Firing squad

Bun him up, demigod

No, there ain't nuttin' long with the firing squad

Firing squad

Firing squad

Bun him up on his dot

Man ah turn a flame on

[Verse 2]

When I'm firing my 38, rise it up and then bun skin, normal

Squat and dump it like say it was doo-doo

Aim and touch it, man say I do voodoo

Cause they touch wood and I touch chrome tings

Steeze is comfy, two-handed, hold it

Man ah real madman, man ah ain't posing

Think it's a joke ting, to me, omen

And that's just me

Still got the links for the long four fizzy

No more Family Tree, it's Tizzy

Man ah move digi

Got the big something

Cotching on the surface like a tiger lily

Said he's on it

But I'm looking at my something like "is he, really?"

I'll light up his block

On the back of a jinny like buh

[Hook]

Street sleep, late night with my dogs

Tryna take a life like God

Everyone's on job

Firing squad

Man ah start move odd

Till the script flip like Pog

Gs fly down, everyone's got a rod

Tryna catch a bod with the firing squad

Firing squad

Firing squad

Bun him up, demigod

No, there ain't nuttin' long with the firing squad

Firing squad

Firing squad

Bun him up on his dot

Man ah turn a flame on with my firing squad