Kudaa - Russian Roulette Lyrics

Russian Roulette in this bitch I got one shot
Reload my mag put a f*ckin' switch on the glock
If I got any opps I'm making sure they rot
Shoot em' in his knee I'ma give em' blood clots look
I told em its too late don't look at that clock
Look me in my motherf*ckin' eyes when i f*ckin' talk
The opps think they sneaky but my shooters f*ckin' stalk
My shooters be cold blooded they don't care if its hot
So much bands in my pants I'm doing money walks
F*ck them broke boys bitch I only do money talks
Drawing dollar signs on the block only do money chalk
I'm stingy with the bands bitch I'm buying money locks
And my bitches burning all my bitches extra hot
If she not sucking dick man she can get f*cking dropped
I be cappin' in these songs I ain't got no opps
Wait hold on that one nigga who done dissed on Brock
Hold up hold up
Man the feds coming take the switch off
I got bitches man these bitches got me f*ckin' pissed off
Running shit for so long bitch I'm still on
Still that nigga I got bitches tryna' get it raw
Raw dog bitch I am a raw dawg
For all the dogs they done made that shit for me
For all the dogs but you just a little puppy
I'ma dawg I got her screaming while she cumming
F*ck Russian Roulette bitch I'm sending 50 shots
I aint stopping till' the glock is hotter than hot
Bitch I'm sending a hundred shots that ain't part of the plot
Yo homies running down the street aint tryna' get caught
I give her dick she call my shit Jack and the Beanstalk
I give her more dick she think my shit a f*ckin' yacht
Sike nah I'm playin but she love what I got
Give her dick she can't walk she gotta f*ckin' trot