[Intro]
You know, you motherfuckers really piss me off sometimes (Fetch me their souls!) but (SLOWSILVER03) we'll figure it out (Hi Dopa)

[Verse]
.223 bullets poppin' out the AR
No, I do not know you, I don't know who they are
C4 on the axel of the sportscar
Dead by 27, yeah, I'm feelin' like a rockstar
I don't think I know you, do you wanna try me?
Drugs in my system and I think I'm gonna OD
Put the body down and I hide it in the debris
Back you in the corner and I hit you with the shotty
Splinter cell, no Tom Clancy
Heard you wearing Air Force 1, how fancy
At the back of the club, pop Percs like candy
Sittin' in my room takin' shots of the Brandy
Tired of this shit, yeah, I'm too fed up
Heard you talkin' to the feds, knew it was a setup
Put the bodies in the hole, it's a pile-up
Whining over Twitter but you're a grown-up
Talk shit on me and my friends I don't like you
Choppa to your face, yeah, it's really nice to meet you
Say you wanna beef me, tell me, what's your IQ?
Do you really wanna link, yeah, just know that I'll delete you
Take a look, I'm behind you
Switchblade, put it through your tummy, I'ma push through
What the fuck would I do if I was in your shoes?
.45 hollow points, watch 'em go and fly through
Fatal frame, I'ma snap a pic
Say you shootin' shots but the only thing you shoot is flicks
Big rounds poppin' out the K, you get dealt with
Tryna run up on me but the only thing I heard was clicks
[Outro]
Scorpion, please come in, we have a situation over here
Come here you motherfucker
No
Scorpion, come in, Scorpion
Fuck, we lost him