Pls miss me u act like u tryna hit me wit da bullshit duck it swiftly resurface witta semi n the mask put the money in the bag opp season niggas hunting and my dogs on ya scent hella high and the henny got me bent any nigga wit me’ll die blazing guns cuz they neva going back fuck that trip up the river squeeze the grip til I blister get u burned like it hurt when u pissing on the block I assert my effience on alert for the worst of u niggas wrist wrapped bc it hurt from the jerk of the pistol I’ll murk I’ll dirt one u niggas go berserk on u niggas line em up we squading up circle tight no squaring up fuck a fair one rather suck the life out the room when we air out