Run up on your man And let this glock blam Smith Wesson don’t jam Yeah I’m here to teach you a lesson I ain’t messing around I’ll put that fucking goonie in the ground Use my blade cause it don’t make a sound I’m bound to this Blade Free up my pops wish they never did the raid Fucking with yj get you sprayed up Get laced up ha, yeah get maced up In the fucking face Ima catch a body I’m catch a case Right now I’m in fucking space Seen him in the mall yk I hadda chase Little fucker ran Stay chatting shit you a fan Shoot you and your man’s I ain’t got no plans for life Other then to clutch on my glock and knife Ima fuck upon your gf ima fuck upon your wife Stay suited and strapped up with the sythe Ay get sliced yea fuckin wit yj get you diced up Sipping lean right out the double cup Keep chatting shit stfu Before you get cut, yeah get shanked in the gut