Came with a full clip
Got 9 lives
They Shot twice
They downsized
I'm too live
Chop it up with a spade and a dull knife
Hit em up masquerade with a blade
Too busy getting paid gotta hop-kick
To the lip hit em up now he down quick
Handcuffs, head down in the Crown Vic
Um (Uh)
Been feeling myself
Nigga came up
Now they kicking
Themselves
Don't hit my phone bitch
I'll spit from the stealth
All they they want is a piece of the wealth
I'll spit from the shadows
Came from the pits
Now I bask in the gallows
Empty the clip
Now the grave looking shallow
Sharp with the word
Like my tongue made of aloe
Yo bitch she ain't feeling that
Cannot see straight I got cataracts
Whiskey and rum straight packed in the Camel-back
Insomniac flow, gotta go, hoe I never lack
Listen too hard, f*ck around, see the aftermath
No holds barred, spitting venom, like a diamondback
Headphones charred, blasting yards out a bitches back
Phone line rang, guarantee she'll be coming back
Are you sure she can
Hang with the masked man
One eye hang open like tobi
Hop the whip with no plan
While these niggas pretend that they know me
Why yo bitch got my phone steady glowing
Had to straight 86 on that bitch
Spitting that sick, make-a-wish
While I chop the beat up like a fish
Bitch
