Before u talk shit/
u betts belive dat my glock spit/
i spit da hot shit/
and anyone whos thinkin they can stop it/
first of all u fuckin wit dem niggas called the hottness/
double impact u wanna step get your chin cracked/
everyone sayin yo black y u present dat/
ne thing dat come out my mouf baby i ment dat/
i bang at ne spot where i see u hang at/
niggas like rated r chains im still the same cat/
but i bust guns more/ i make niggas run more/
dont smoke hydro/but ill shoot u up to ur eyes close/
gott better rhymes then ne nigga u think of/
somtimes i get some weird thoughts like when my dicks up in ya sista/
see my name is Merritt b/ but u call me MR/
my guns be my kodax i snap get the picture/
my only goal for dis rap game is gettn ritcher/
i say fuck bitches that be drinkin on barcardi mault liqour/
i be above the illest of niggas who wanna test me/
ne thing u spit it really dont impress me/
fake thugs kill me now days think they iced out/
the glock spit 20 or more yall niggas knocked out'(oohhh)