fuck with me you get shot from the gut up
i make your bitches nut up
keep talkin you trash yall get gunned up
thought you were big guns come out you got stunned up
like a frozen ice box killed you your man stole your ritches and sold your rocks
its funny how you always talked about your twin glocks
but when we pressed you they didn't come out
now whats that all about
but now your body looks like a mess 3 holes in your chest 1 in your head and 1 out the side of your neck
from my teck alone oh shit hit you in your dome is anybody home lights out
didn't know so much damage could be done
this shits over hop in the range rover and roll up a philly blunt called up one of his boys actin all silly no respect shown
said to him dam did you see the size of the hole in his dome better stay at your home
hope i don't catch you all alone
his man said you better invest in a bullet proof vest
i told him that hill be screamin oh shit cause i'll hit him with the hollow tip
it'll tear straight through and diminish your nigga
and yall be diciest nothin but an in the ground maggot feast when i finish your nigga