[Verse]
Still smoking on your dead mans, nigga in my fuckin' lungs
How you slipped up? Pussy nigga, you get fuckin' hung
Run up [?] with a .40, hundred round drum
And my whole squad full of killers, you get fuckin' stomped
Y-You is not my mans, lil' nigga, you can't hang with us
You can hold the clip, nigga, you not gonna shoot with us
If you wanna hang then you best be ready to die for us
If we go and catch a fuckin' body, better lie for us
Nigga, I'm a rockstar in the motherfuckin' flesh
If you wanna try to kill me, you better try your best
Yeah, I'm finna take [?], to the test
If I put a gun to your head, what you finna [?]
[?] smoking thrax
[?], stop the cap
And I'm fuckin' on your lil' shawty, yeah, she throw it back
And I'm countin' straight bands, yeah, I feel like [?]
And I got your shawty over here, I'm finna break her back