Intro:
Yeah

Verse:
(uh)
Bad man
N***a wa gwan
Got my shotgun
Im the don son (prr prr)

Smart motherfucker
Never hang with suckers
Winnin ain’t about the luck son (yeah)
Pop a bottle for my n***as
Toast to the days we be fighting for bread

N***as didn’t think im innit
Fuck it I’m stoppin when they see me dead

Dark knight
Never see my face
Shaka zulu I be on my chase
Vision fading when im on that haze
Yeah n***a spin the fuckin frame

This that evil they be lookin for
Lost spirits knockin on my door
Trynna shake 'em but I gotta take 'em
Number one don’t nobody fake him

See how they moshin
Hand me the mic see how we quick I be causin
Yo girl to tell me that you just a cousin
Mothers to tell me that kid is an orphan

Got a dollar and a fuckin dream
Only hangin with the team

We on a rush
T‘abuse on t‘arrache
My circle is rough
I’m hard as rock

Trynna pull up in that big ting
Nice frames fulla peng tings
Shawty twerkin lemme see that ting
I ain’t fuckin with a waste ting

Got my music on every device
Gave it my all now I’m payin the price
My aimin is fatal I won’t say it twice
Bezerk on these peasants I’m comin for lives
X (yeah)