[Verse 1]

Bust in the trap with a lethal weapon

With a 30 round choppa shooting like Stephen

I been balling on court so you best feel threatened

If I catch him lacking ima teach him a lesson

Put one in his dome now he meet the reverend

I been riding with demons I feel their presence

They be talking too much they don’t get no blessings

Put a bag on his head now I get the credit

And I’m moving too quick they don’t know the method

Got a stick in the coat with a loaded message

Let it bang on his block like a drum in sеssion

He get smoked likе a blunt now he high in heaven

Shorty tryna get close I don’t show affection

I just slide on the beat with a cold obsession

Got a mask on my face I don’t feel no pressure

Tatted up with a curse and it bleed through texture

I been locked in the lab with a soul infection

Every line that I write got a dark direction

I don’t talk to a opp I just send a mention

Let it hit through his teeth like a dental check-in

If I slide to his crib then it’s no protection

Put the fire to his chest like a resurrection

And I’m still with the smoke I’m born in sections

Cut him deep with the blade thats lethal weapon

And I’m still off the pills I don’t feel depression

Bro been geeked off the shit like a glitch in tekken

And he said that he bang a false confession

I be moving in silence no interception

And the ghost in my head speak clear direction

Say that he want a prayer a crucifixion

All black with the stick that’s a true affliction

Bitch love how I move with no contradiction

She call me diablo I fit the description