Finna make this shit look just like Mortal Kombat armageddon snatch yo fucking arms right off yo body how i “disarm” you
Get inside yo head under yo skin no i dont just harm you, let the choppa sing like Robert Kelly fore i piss on you, i feel like in Nelly in 2002 i got the juice im coming like im Jordan back in Space Jam when he got the juice, n***a tried to run up like the one and then he got the deuce im smoking zaza like Dwayne Carter this is not the boof

While you n***as do this shit because it’s cool to do, i ain't gotta do no flodgin my shit bulletproof, how them last lil tapes is doing? heard he dropped a few, when them bitches hear my tape be like i dropped a nuke (x2)
Get these bitches out my face i do not rock with you, yeah you right okay i wasn’t on that block with you, and yo homie wasn’t with you when they shot at you, if i told em that i slid my n***as slidin too, pop that top up off his lid could say we bottled you, keep my problems bottled in remain unstoppable, steppin on these n***as necks in thousand dollar shoes

Finna make this shit look just like Mortal Kombat X - i got some real killas in this bitch like Mortal Kombat X a n***a run up in this bitch and he get Mortal Kombat stretched yeah that’s a death - “BRUTALITY” like police when they pressed , press the button
Bout put these hollows in yo head for nothing stupid n***a , pulled up to the function in a vest for nothing , foe nem did it on they own time ain't send no text or nothing , wack a n***a while he with his homie now he next to nothing