[Intro: Il Tone]
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe

[Verse 1: Il Tone]
Low on form, grab me gun
Watch these n***as spread and run
Me I have no second thoughts, sometimes I do this shit for fun
The best to do it on the [?]
Yes my thoughts are drug influenced
Keep my distance from you bitches
Cause the chopper never do it
Darkside, black rain, do you wanna play?
Cut your tongues out, ain't no snitching ain't got shit to say?
N***as like to gossip like some motherfuckin' bitches
Say they on some gangster shit
Ain't never see the trenches
So, to ease my mind right to the line
I put all this bullshit behind
Run up in your shit and get the blasting like the Columbine
No remorse for n***as so I gotta let the world know
Duct tape around my shoes I'm kicking in the fucking door
[Hook: Il Tone]
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking in da doe
N***a, I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking, n***a I'm kicking in da doe

[Verse 2: Baker Phonk]
I'm off that dough, smoking potent weed
Yes in my eyes you can tell I'm high feeling like [?] other week
Chubby bitches on my freak
Skinny bitches on my treat
Bitch I'm ac'ing on the beat
Young and [?] can't be defeat
I never sleep, attack at any moment
Yes when I'm the creep I show no love for my opponents
Testing me, bitch I'll fill your life with grief
[?] any human breed, if they steeping me
No respect, working hard for what I got
I put in time into this music into this music tryna' get my last shot
Raise like him like there's no hope
[?] like through smoke
Time to show that I [?]
'Bout to put fear in Jone