Mess around Wanna get around Grab my 50’s He look like a clown Goofy ah face Wit da police chase Dead body in my suitcase Spray the mace In that gang’s face So I need my space So they building a base Drinking out a holy grail Putting my mags in da mail I be busting out jail If they arresting me Yeah I’m fire like Swae Lee When I count mags to three That means those glocks are free