Pakman Jitt - Artillery
Lyrics:Verse 1: We ain’t making no new friends them niggaz turn to opps
These niggaz think it’s sweet we keep chopped on the block
I’m aiming at yo top hit them niggaz up like Pac
Yo dome gone get popped soon as I get the drop
Roll with nothing but hitters can’t hang with me if you ain’t no killer
100 rounds off in this sprinter leave ya body cold as winter
Niggaz bet not play with us we gone cook that boy for dinner
Put a hollow in his temple we don’t beef on twitter (gone)
Just got my feet wet I’ll give his ass a heat check
Trying to lay on me I’ll leave yo brains right where you creep at
For a 10 piece them killers will be right where you sleep at (10 racks)
I’m with the same gang you done switched up 3 sets
Gang shit no lame shit me and my niggaz reckless
I’ll shoot ya arm off reaching for my necklace
I ain’t talking martin when I tell my niggaz get to steppin’
I’m talking pulling up on yo block with them 5.7’s
Hook:
OCBE best believe we keep artillery
We just trying to get rich and duck the penitentiary
But if these pussies play we gone bomb em like hilary
Now he on channel 40 a unsolved Mystery
Verse 2:
I ain’t worried bout them pussies but they worried bout Jitt
Ready for you to say my name so I can bust ya dick
Jitt why they hating on you? I don’t even know that Jitt
I’m ready to go to war I ain’t with that trolling shit
Shoot at you and don’t give a fuck bout who you rolling with
Just bought a Glock 23 I’m ready to blow this bitch
You ain’t made it yet give it up pussy it’s over with
I heard ya weak ass sneak disses nigga hold my dick
When we come we bout that action get you merked just for a caption
We keep poles ain’t no lacking selling dope and carjacking
Hit the road and start trafficking
Brand new coupe and its immaculate
Blood on my diamonds like a African
I was trying to mind my business they keep sneak dissing
Don’t know what the fuck they thinking cause I keep heat with me
Get you merked while I’m trappin’ smoking loud relaxing
OCB the army pussy and I’m the fucking captain (stand up)
Hook:
OCBE best believe we keep artillery
We just trying to get rich and duck the penitentiary
But if these pussies play we gone bomb em like hilary
Now he on channel 40 a unsolved Mystery
Written by:
Kelvin Riggins
Publisher:
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