Big Flock - Lucifer lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Flock] I pull up in all white infinity Fn bullets blow a n***a up instantly 21 doughnut like crispy cream Got a plug he say he coming from Cicely Endless guns and endless legs like a centipede Catch my victim n***as know thats a victory I know my mama getting sick of me 1,000 percs they getting sent to me My bros ain't my blood but they kin to me I kno them n***as ain't gone change on me A lot n***as say that I changed up But that's cause they ain't see the change in me I know n***as ain't who they claim to be I know b**hes go around claiming me I took wins and took losses no shame in me But I never duck sh** ain't no fame in me My opps shoot in the air they don't aim at me I'm a lion at heart ain't no taming me Your b**h take a pic with me, she framing me Took a charge cause my n***as was framing me I was lost but It finally came to me n***as be Flock but they can't be me Get in shootouts no lil' sainting me Smoke your a** but I swear its no danking me I know n***as be mad when they think of me They wondering how did I do this sh** I just stand on my toes like a man, ain't have to huff and puff and go around proving sh** Crucify a n***as with out the crucifix In my dreams I'm always talking to Lucifer Tell him I don't want nothing to do with you If I bring this gun to hell I swear that I'm shooting him [Big Flock talks] [Verse 2: Big Flock] I just bought Draco with a slight kickback Talking crazy n***a I'm a fix that Shooting shots all in your hood Abulance patch you up like you some sh** patch Police on the way, they got to dispatch n***as know better come with kno dis track My n***as take shot that I'm a dish that Clean up our shells so now 12 getting mistracked Glock 27 with drum make them sit back Glock 21 with a stick got an impact Kick your door look for dough we gone ram sack Tape up everyone til we get that damn sack My plug he stay up he like A1 lil Tony Baby chop want to play like I'm Tony I can't f** with n***as all of them jabronies I love my brothers can't call them my homies Always posted on the wall like a Sony Rock Givenchys I don't wear no sauconys Got a stick in my jeans all of them boney When it's time to murder I'm on my lonely Married to the streets like its matrimony p**y a** n***as I cannot condone it Im a gladiator like I'm a Roman Send you to your grave and send my condolence