Detective (feat. Fua)

I only write in red, cus it's free
They say who can handle it, the handler is me
They gon' get to talkin' they supply me bloody ink
He don't know 'bout swishers, but got swishers in the sink
You'll get shot because you blink
No I'm not a killer, I'm just tryna find the link, yeah
No, I'm not a killer, I'm just tryna finally think, yeah
They said, "Detective you got business they done found something that stink," yeah
One body, two body, man that's four
I'm the detective on the low
If you didn't know, then now you know
I don't use a gun I use a bow, but best believe it the paint the snow
Sike, I use a gun but did you know that I'm a make the killer's body hit the floor
That's the sound of the reload, yeah
It's a case closed, yeah
Killer body cold, yeah
No, I'm not a ho, yeah
I shot him then said, "Oh, yeah!"
It's the 4-0-4, yeah
You should know that I'm detective on the low
Think that's sheriff callin'
He think I'm apallin'
I say that I'm all in
He said, "Man, I need some help because my case about to fall in,"
I said, "Call detective Fua because you know that we be brawlin'," yeah
Yeah you know that we be ballin'
Said you coming up bruh, on the low boy you been fallin'
I don't do no hot stuff, if I'm with you then I'm all in
Play with triple, then the detective you gon' be callin'
You know my flow is not regular
Pull up on you clean up like a janitor
And if you gon' talk on my name
Speak on my name
I might have to get at ya
I done seen dudes snake on my friends
Dump 'em off later
And then go and call 'em "cuh"
You know we do this stuff on a regular
When I go outside, they gon' try monitor
We gon' kick yo door, we don't need the key
Feel pain, I might be Akatsuki
Open yo' eyes, can't you see
I'm on kryptonite, pull up with' swishanite
It is really me vs. me
Pull up on you like it was a meet and greet
They don't improvise, never think on they feet
When detective pull up, then it won't be me
Do me favor lil bro and just take a seat
Excuse me sir, I don't think you got the memo
Protection ain't in tinted windows
If this a game, it's not a demo
I'll beat you up like it's Nintendo
See me losing, I know comprendo
So why'd you have to kill your friend bro
You knew I'd come and take the win though
When I shoot, you ain't gon' laugh
Wanna die? Step on my path
I'm the master of my craft
I'm the master of my cross
Since then, never took a loss
Satan tried to be the boss
Being bad ain't worth the cost