Uhh, fukk a middle and you little man
I'm a little brittle bitch beat a bitch into a ceiling fan
I'm a fuckin' he-man, hero, kkillaman
You a damn Leeroy Jenkins, killed the fam
Shit I been runnin', I been runnin' all day
Cash in the grip with a swung strapped cape
Got bullets in my vest for the past few days
But I'm cool as I must when it comes to my pay
Who dat wanna run up on the gang and the gods at the same damn time, hah
2 shots an' we drop' anybody that drive anywhere near my town, yah
Shit abysmal, rap game plan
Never online kkuz im out selling pakks
Never in the kkrib why im out buying gats
Never in the kkountry kkuz im out selling straps
Im gone out the window with a chopper
Kkar pool lookin like mad max
On a budget we be busting
Till we stopped in our trakks
Then we bust right bakk, ayy