nigga stay on bad timing Glock on my lap you know im sliding its hot outside but we gon keep riding way them opps at we know yall hiding spinned they block a few times oops i forgot they dying that explains why yall not sliding its no get back ima make sure all dem guys in ah pack a lil fool roll what his name up We smoking different packs with different names some of them fuckniggas tryed to reach for the fame now they in that Wood inhaling them dead packs to the face damn some of that packs strong im steady coughing bullets hit him penetrate his lungs take his gun run them Pockets take his funds Im like a ghost peek a boo it's either you or me but I'ma shoot first mr trigger man putting niggas in the dirt don't speak on my name you will get murk hollowtips to yo face call him no Face play creep ima blow like a C4 it aint no hoe in me i got deadly heat them fuckniggas leave em 6Feet toe tag yellow tape.blood everywhere we call that bloody scene im like Michael Myers you gon see me in yo dreams Im a Reaper Dont test my energy its either you or me mr trigger man shoot fast and precise best believe ill take yo life long live my Dead guys Ball in heaven its gon be a gangster paradise. See yall at the crosswalk im in that field holding my head up high shooting to somebody die.