th e clip in hand when I'm waving it ending your life heavenly Gates is where I'm sending your dearly Departed I'm chill cuz I carry steel then I switch the clip like a new movie scene once up the saw now The jig is up I'm known for beating ops like a drum we spin the block this drum Make some noise I'm known for killing instruments I'm a bear how we bear arms once I gripped the piece I the deuces sign how they rest in peace when I roll up I let the drums roll now let the credits roll you see I'm a big pup like Clifford you be looking like Clifford after we let a clip on i run up on them like I'm running a marathon when I run on them they b e running like a marathon haters want beef but when I roll through they getting left unresponsive like a mine I got the brush in hands now I paint up the city this metal we wet them up when I shoot ink get them running like faucet lm a zombie how l point at they brain who want a round put a whole round in now we clap up it round of applause come with the army with the arms we raised the arms like Hitler's salute they second guess options cold feet is what they got when they battled me ops be canvases how I paint them two gat mags I stay strapped like a backpack once I load the clip unload the clip unload the smoke but they wasn't ready for the intake could kill a goat already said it I'm chupacabra I'm an angel how I'm lifting ops to the heaven Gates they say I'm upper cutting you nah I'm just jabbing you