(badabababa) two-piece no sauce I got the sauce finna make you jump but I aint kriss kross this boy is an imposter yeah he looking kind of sus he aint one of us if you know me you know my bars hit hard as a bus calm me down finna lose control like Russ my mom told me well so I know I can't cuss so frick you (uh) my bars cut through tissue (uh) hustle like Nipsey (rip) hustle like Nipsey my bars got layers the first one is crispy after I knock them out he wake up Chrissy he stumbled out limping wit his hair all frizzy yeah if you snitch then we finna get busy