Getting in Then gettin out Holes in the clouds From all this clout Tracer shots and they shining red Hit you in the body leave you fuckin dead Look me in the eyes when I’m talkin Merk you from your momma bushes When you out walk-in Take what I want Before I walk in Pray to the lord Before I commit a sin Try not to grin It’s all business Top shelf for my feelings Pain like a tooth ache Better go see ya dentist