Look, do you wanna be a mummified fuckin' opp
or a gentrified lil' bitch?
What 'bout a. 45? It's a Glock
now you a petrified fuckin' snitch
I ain't gotta verify or clarify
you get terrorized or paralyzed
see the rap lyrics get characterized
Spray K is legit, yes, I am geeky, lil' bitch
Snuck in a Mach 9 with a switch
they say, "Damn, Sneaky legit"
I got the hawk eyes for a bitch
I'm tryna lock eyes with a snitch
I'm like a Rottweiler pit, if it is not I who is it?
I heard them hot flames in his diss
I got the SWAT aim for that kid
And you lil' bitches want me to do better
but I will not change for a chick
That is a country-fied fuckin' thot
and a chicken fried lil' trick
I can fuck in the summertime on a yacht
or during wintertime in a ditch
I got the mob ties with the killers
heard you got hog tied by gorillas
Too many animals in one sentence
fuck with the drummers, nigga, like Pamela
I might give you one chance, maybe two chances
come three times, I gotta get you
I don't need a clear shot like liquor
I let this bitch bang like instrumental

These musical lyrics are not meant to encourage violence
Nor are they admissible in criminal court