Play Dead

[Intro]
(Oh my God, Denaro)
Lil' Unccc pulled up, make a nigga play dead
Lil' Unccc, uh, uh
(Denaro, where the love at?)

[Chorus]
Bigg Unccc pulled up, made a nigga play dead
Fifty-round drum, tryna leave his ass with no head
Hit it from the back, then I skeet up on her forehead
Shots out the Scat and we ridin' 'round with no tags, no tags
Chopper knock him out the game, now he throwin' in the white flag
I'ma keep spinnin' 'til I put him in a black bag
Money on his head, but I want him with a toe tag, toe tag

[Verse]
Bitch seen me in person, that ho, she was so glad
I pop me a Perc' and I fuck like I'm so mad
Not spoilin' a bitch, 'cause I know she gon' go back
I'm slidin' in a 'Maro with V, this bitch so fast
I jump out the window and shoot 'til it's no mag
Try to run up, thirty shots make you go back
I be high as a bird, but you won't catch me down bad
I ran it up and I did it myself
Upped with the Glock and he shitted his self
I was like somebody get him some help
I got promethazine, green on the shelf
Yup, on the shelf, uh
12 to the right, so I swerved to the left
Pull up on your block choppin' shit like a chef
I jump out the window, and shoot 'til the death
Uh, 'til you die, yeah
These niggas be cappin', they broke, need a money front
Jumped off the porch and I went on a money hunt
I'm in the trap and I'm smoking on Money Runtz
Run up on Unccc, I'ma send your ass past the sun
I got a chopper and it came with a honeybun
I'm smokin' opp pack and it's smellin' like underarm
He copied my style, so I call his ass Daniel-san
We get the drop, then we spin like a ceiling fan
I call up the set, they pull up in a minivan
Popped him a Perc', now he think that he Super Saiyan
I'ma pull up and shoot him like I was a hooper man
5.56 make your ass do the river dance
Before I started rapping, your ho know I been the man
Price on his head, then you know I'ma kill the man
I walked the boy down, turned his ass to a shitty man

[Chorus]
Bigg Unccc pulled up, made a nigga play dead
Fifty-round drum, tryna leave his ass with no head
Hit it from the back, then I skeet up on her forehead
Shots out the Scat and we ridin' 'round with no tags, no tags
Chopper knock him out the game, now he throwin' in the white flag
I'ma keep spinnin' 'til I put him in a black bag
Money on his head, but I want him with a toe tag, toe tag