Helmut Lang II

(I'ma call you back, twin)
(Fuck you, Uno)

[Verse]
Feds at my door, nigga what you want?
Do you fuck wit' rat niggas?
No, the fuck I don't
Say you shoot that Glock, but I know you really won't
You ain't get it back in blood like Shiesty
I'm not a munch even though my chain is too icy
I'm at the mall, nigga, cause he said it's too pricey
I do not beat bitches, nigga, so you can't Ray Rice me
They want me gone, I know it
Got that Glock, but you just show it
He got dreads, we finna fro it
Popped his ass and went unnoticed
Yeah, and went unnoticed
I make sure everybody straight like a fuckin' host
You got that little ass gun, why the fuck you post it?
You went on that stand and told, why the fuck you wrote this?
Kick shit wit' the gang
Football, we got Helmut Lang
You'll never feel my pain
My partner died, nigga, dont say his name in vain