[Chorus: ZOTiYAC]
I see you looking at my waist, I got this TEC on it
I hear 'em speaking on my name, just put respect on it
I feel the demons in my veins, I just reflect on it
Don't put no stress on it
Don't put no stress on it, uh
Looking at my waist, I got this TEC on it
Speaking on my name, just put respect on it
Demons in my veins, I just reflect on it
Don't put no stress on it
Don't put no stress on it

[Verse: DEATHGOD187]
Masked up, who is he in fact
I'm seeing two or three
I hope they wrote your eulogy, 'cause you about to R.I.P
You telling me that's deathwish?
I caught you of my checklist
And then I take yo' necklace, and take pics to flex it
Big DEATHGOD, why you acting so reckless?
Big DEATHGOD, so that vest ain't protection
Big DEATHGOD, I ain't even need a weapon
But I still shoot the n***a if he need to learn a lesson
Like wait, wait
PDEF in this bitch again, why I'm acting so ignorant?
N***a got me belligerent, stumbling over senteces
Tote 'em, part of my [?] shit
Not, Giving a mail with a deal, then I am not interested
I am too complex, Flow too intricate
You could never do what I do, or try to mimic it
Write a whole verse of the tath, on my hendrick shit
See your career pattern, my path
And I'mma end this shit
I'mma eat the food of your plate, and you gon' finish it
Never get caught with the case, it's plead innocent
Weed in the blunt too loud, like are you listening?
[?] all over your head like it's a cryst in it
Blood, It's all over my hands we get it glistening
Knock the boy out of his boots and call it Timberland
Then I knock his bitch out too, I'm not a gentleman
Same bitch probably wanna kick it now, [?] it
N***a