I'm reckless, I get hectic, hellish, Fuck around, I'll fuck around with hotty shotty, And lay down your whole guest list. Test this. I'll make you part of my checklist. This isn't a threat. This is a warning before I start warring, It's a message. Before the whole yard is a bloody mess all greenish and reddish. And this rap shit is what I am destined to do destined to be. But until I make it big. Cookin it up, $7500 my recipe. On that block readily. On that glock finger steadily steady. You ain't heard now you heard of me. Smoking purp I'm stuck in the 90s but bitches born after the Millennium still up next to me.