Yung Schnooty
Loading Up The Artillery
All these maggot motherfuckers always calling my name out
Everybody's tryna get their beef from the same cow
Game's over, I crashed my Rover, I'm out your range now
Click-clack, pow, officer down, the whole goon auxiliary
Loading up the artillery, causing injury on each and every beat they giving me
The hottest like August, usually pretty modest but now I'm fucking pissed off