[Intro]
I feel chopped and screwed right now, I don't know
Posse

[Verse 1]
All you doubtin' me, what the fuck can you not see?
Freddie comin' out the cut and now you dead I guess that's luck
You better back the fuck up, bout to get some fuckin buck
Shootin' bitches with the clip, aimin' at yo fuckin' shit
It's a motherfuckin' spree, try to run you cannot leave
Bullets fly past your head, only thought that you are dead
Open fire simple game, to the easy access fame
Everyone will know my name, playin' all these fuckin' games

[Chorus]
Aimin' down the fuckin' sight, hear the sound and see the light
People hidin' so I might creep up on 'em late at night
Barrel in yo fuckin' face, take yo time it ain't no race
All the power that I own, love to hear you scream and moan
Aimin' down the fuckin' sight, hear the sound and see the light
People hidin' so I might creep up on 'em late at night
Barrel in yo fuckin' face, take yo time it ain't no race
All the power that I own, love to hear you scream and moan

[Outro]
Now I'm high, really high
What the fuck you gonna do
What the fuck you gonna do
Now I'm high, really high
What the fuck you gonna do
What the fuck you gonna do
Now I'm high, really high
What the fuck you gonna do
What the fuck you gonna do
Now I'm high, really high
What the fuck you gonna do
What the fuck you gonna do