my wrist ohh! it's so icy stay fresh ta death fuck who don't like me y'all better get money instead of tryna a- ttack thinking u gotta chance no it's unlikely. x2 verse$:1 slide thru da city er'body know me Murda Miz on deck er'body gone see what it is what it ain't this is how it's gone be Emma run a bag up when I make back ta da streets my ribs is kinda touching em hungry it's time ta eat y'all nikkas done had cha chance but now it's on me