Divine Council
FPS RUSSIA
Attack and defense points increasing
Battered creeping when my bitch policing
Give me the flip of face [?]
Wanted you to be jones, none of your business
Grab your hoe she on the floor
I take Alicia Keys [?]
Runnin for they Snickers n Reeses Pieces
Let me see [?], so give me a reason
I've been running, shawty my features [?]
You know it's hard out here for a dirtbag
Gotta move, work fast, send me your purse back
When I work [?], go snatch you a purse back
Get you a mask, skip back and go toe tagged
Send me my mind, I'm going crazy on daily
Tired of these n***as, they late when they pay me
Remember when I said [?] was your baby
Now baby boy got more guns than the navy

[Chorus] [x3]
More guns than FPS Russia
Don't make me bust you, okay
More guns than FPS Russia
Don't make me bust you, n***a

Pull up on you in the benz
Diamond shining on my skin
Shawty wishing [?]
If you racing then you know I'm [?]
She can pass, but her [?]
Pull up on you, then we get to clapping
We for real, these n***as just be rapping
Say you flexing, n***a what just happened?
Council gang counting dough
You n***as lames [?]
We the new and you n***as old
Flexing up, get my pockets swole
You a loser n***a [?] hoes
I don't feel what you saying, bro
Make a mill, bitch I make a [?]
I don't stay, we can pay in gold
[Chorus]