#Takeover

#rondovsconfess #knightvsconfess One of my old guns just got a new edition and it’ll do bad all by herself like Taraji Henson/ Picture if I let it regularly show.. you gone skip when canons pop and scream like benson/ Don’t think Ben E. King cause you and whoever stands by me a feel the heat like weather thats tropical/ And I bet your great grandmother’s life that shit is Kim possible/ Fuck a library cause if you don’t book, your body a lay buried with your head on a shelve/ Basically the silencer will ill a noise (Illinois)/ Fuck that two bitches will kill you with two racks.. And take your grams so I can flip that shit into two packs/ there both bisexual like nya lee.. but they’ll make sure you get bloody like multiple miscarriages from cardi b/ You won’t trump me from making you Donald Duck and die like FBG/ Cause We’re not amigos and its my culture to burry ops no matter whats the price/ Since my gun thick like Kim, your blood will splash on a car dash (Kardashian).. Thats me keeping it a buc and stack like dice/ Bitch I’m known to blind humans like a solar eclipse/ cause I keep two sticks on my sides while walking like a hiking trip.. that’ll crack your skull like a damaged hull on a Viking ship/ There wide like Pamela Martinez and Brianna Francisco hips/ If I put them on autopilot and hold the choppa steady.. shit a get scarier than spending five nights at Freddy’s/ your child a get snatched which means you won’t get ya baby back when I take out Adam’s ribs/ focus cause In this world I’m feeling juice strong so bitch concentrate/ The bullet I’m making look like a pill and will make you tweak temporarily.. Thats project power/ Its gone take FBI queens in New York to investigate cause I won’t tuck her like rush hour/ Imagine a celebrity cruising through Houston with the roof let back.. The uzi gone open your top like a sunroof on a Lexus and stadiums in Texas/ My machine gun 5’7 like Brie Larson, but it’ll put 11 in your back and have you star gazing like Michael parsons/ If you think you can beat me to death you gone die first/ So fuck a cubicle cause within a fraction of a second you’ll be put in a box thats suitable/ confess this stick look like the staff made by Quintessa/ With this metal, I’m a obliterate you like the last knight when bullets speed through you like a Tesla/ glocks a transform for the rise of the beast leaving you with a dark bald head like Tyrese/