oh yall thought I wasn't coming back /I'm back now/ bout to lay the smackdown. dadada da / after your boy send that he lay the tack down no sound he sleep now that's wat u call a disfction break down oh i mean backdown lady's like who is that he dress down wink at her she whisper n her girl ear I'm wet now anyhow back to getting my money to do push ups I heard money make u cocky is that's why most of u fake gangsters to n killers wat to stop me shut up snek dissing will get u slicking like a slinky pussy u sticking n reeking for misspeaking on a chosen one someone should have told u I'm not the one to play with swish cheese your body no weapon or bullets was found that's wat u call parnamal stacks pale up n my basement that's wat u call captivity shock wave my bars that's how you push electricityhi