Messing with my cru
Messing with my cru
We will kill you
We will kill you

You don't have a fucking clue
(Clue)
What we came to do
What we came to do
You don't have a fucking clue
What we came to do
What we came to do

Ha, I roll on your doo like bamboo
Man listen, Aknel stay in condition like shampoo
There ain't a man who can handle
Once I back slap you or clap you
Bullets in your skin like a tatoo

Now back to reality, you ain't as bad as me
I get down for my clan till they call me your majesty
N***a fat as me still fuck with strategy
My dick stuck way up where her blatter be
But that don't matter see, I'll serve your ass like Andre Agassi

Fuck tennis, you dealing with a straight menace
Wailing on your ass like Venice
Well uh, got it sewn like a tailor
Float like a sailor, truck like a trailor
Scope with the [Incomprehensible]
All the above I've done the like Australia