I mold the rap game like it was pottery I just popped that boy in artery I be shooting shots like it was archery watch how u talk to me brain mus be workin improperly whatcha know bout the trenches what you know bout that poverty it don’t matter cause we up now an we blow clouds when I let that AR go it blow loud betta keep yo mouth in check or this could go south ion got no doubts put em in casket send em up in those clouds cause he wasnt bout the action like he said he was leave his gang scared I got they ankles tweaking I pull up kill em broad day ion do no sneaking ian no ninja ion do no tippy toe I blast dat boy then I steal his hoe left em on the floor told me boy hop in da whip we gotta go asking me what’s my move like we playing chess I took his pawns took his time Queen took the whole set glock Dan killed bout 20 boys today ima let dat hoe rest