ayy ayy ( She's down ) Sniper Rifle! the shot! Pom Pom! I only got half way thru , I felt like calling yogi cuz your shet is boo boo A picnic basket with only fruit, but at least you rep what you do you can call me sniper , my name be in and out them haters mouth Yall see what i bust nd trust you gonna throw in the towel fuck a metaphor , I don't need you to see the picture You probobly a sleeper, I'm n addict your a tweakr in the mixture Open your eyes nd try to focus, its like Apollo wrote this I'm a devil slayer a simple locus, and fuck with sniper where you from, eff yo whole crew I just screwed the bish that just screwed you Outta all your cash, nothin you can do And I stick around like an effin' tattoo Your flow washed up you the washed up crew Guns in the jeep as we pullin up to you We about to do a sweep as we yellin' out Su Wu And yo future looks bleak cuz we bangin' without truce Suicide attack someone go and get the noose As I hear the beat drop I'm about to go loose Smoke blow out the window, call it summer haze Starin' down the barrel bet that you seen better days Tell me what more can I say, I can kill it all day Speed dialed the corner, got some body