like y they always talking drive bys but I to them walking I gunned him downed 100 round all he hear is bullet sounds like all these other rappers clown spend 30000 all my these other rappers kids I'm not calling a quits diamonds all over my wrist tried to shot at me but he missed Killin my opps feel like a super villain but still make a million his blood all on the ceiling wait I don't like this feeling shoot at him I can tell he nervous all these chains I just purchased hop in the car u now I be swerving all this money that I'm earning in always swinging these bullets Making his ear always ringing I blew up slow suckin on it slow u ain't my hoe