I'ma boy that got heat

Ready to fight for a buck

So push your luck

cause in a second you’ll be ready to duck

you run up and get stuck, in a the back of a trunk

Got heat like volcanoes trigger bout to erupt

i got skillz, while u playin with toyz,

i leave the crowd sayin"hey what happen to that boy"


so dont stop

Don’t even try to look in my direction

Cause your face will get fixed like a political election

decisions like mine, to rhyme with precision, i make collisions

everytime i spit my ammunition

you get it, got it, than good, im not speakin in clicks,

u get sliced up and ripped like them asians flicks

so now u faintin, thought i was fakin so now u hatin

to see if my ryhmes get tainted, well guess what keep waiten