Reverse Witchcraft (remix)

Medalliano
Dirty dick shit
Trust gang

You know what I'm sayin'?
What it look like
None of that passive shit
Any you devils
Do anything slightly out of touch

Fuck around and get murdered
Straight like that
I got a sword out for you
You know what I mean?
Straight up
Yeah

Yeah
Yeah yo

My gun blow high notes, Mariah Carey
Blowin' like I popped the cherry

Black everything
Black the block, black the night
Black and fish
My sharpshooters will black your lights

Black man that's in America
My mind is made up
I need some get back for what they did to Breonna Taylor
Rifles of Cimmiato
Righteous sophisticato
Newsflash, the newscasters catchin' Henny bottles
Now's the time to get your green up, clean up
For some niggas that unemployment made the re-up sweeter
The side of town I'm on

Twelve heavy like they ready for a shootout
But turn to my channel, that's what they dyin' on
The block shinin', the spell caster
It's like you're livin' in hell and the president is hell's pastor
The orange boy broadcastin' off of opioids
Can't even hold a sentence at his own convention
So destroyed and doped up
In a monkey suit
Talkin' like he coked up
'Bout to get Billy and them fucked up

It's green light on all confederates and trailer trash pickups
Nobody move, it's a stick up
Pick a blick up
And on the devil let the shit lick off

Let the shit lick off, nigga
What up?

Trust gang, nigga, you know what it is
You know what I'm sayin'?
We ain't fuckin' around 'cause it's gangsta
We ain't fuckin' around, this shit is gangsta
We ain't fuckin' around, this shit is gangsta
Nah, we ain't fuckin' around, the block shinin'
We ain't fuckin' around, this shit's gangsta
We ain't fuckin' around, this real gangsta
You know what I mean?

The block shinin'
Castin' spells and sendin' demons back to hell