What goes up, must come down, yea I’m a thug, and I smoke a lot of pounds, Yea 360 no scope, Hit da spin around, Mac 10 I’m gripping now, Coming at you straight bull, Your a ratttt,(I can talk on dat) Your jealous and mad, that I’m vibing in my habitat, (So eat a dick !and shut the fuck !up, your a bitch and no one loves ya !Snitches get stitches, So you gonna die, Forever my treat, kick you in the feet, curb stomp in the street,You are a failure, so stop all your shit, Fuck all the Haters, Ur FACE WILL GET SPLIT !