just crept in a n***** house big 45 n a kangaroos pouch it took me 30 minutes just to pull that b**** out I eat my beef wit no sauce im finto show u wat im talking about caughtem slipping in da kitchen with his ratchet on the couch my pistol to his neck so I can hearout the horses mouth tell me where dem bags at b4 i air dis bit out me leave a witness is like me guilty goin to trial but I'm innocent I kill everything but a child if I was to get caught I have my lawyer on speed dial yall flexing bout dem bricks well I stay on da prile my first home invasion I was just a juvenile I only hit liccs to see my hands & pockets proud I can't be quiet cuz my weed to loud everybody think they fly until they sleeping on clouds if I catch you with that blick you can gone up it up now when they talk about rocks I give them the people eyebrows so you got all white bricks you must live in that White House I can get your blueprints by f****** your mistress and your spouse they gonna guide a n***** in when it's time to take you out push come to shove I'm going to cross them b****** out I'm the lost soul that Jesus talking about boy I hit licks no matter east west north or south but I don't randomly pick I got to see that bank account