I been outchea and partying. Shoutout to my dawgs and friends. You'll cheer me when i slaughter it. Im gonna be the boss again. (Gonna be the boss again, gonna be the boss again) They say murder the beat so its first degree, I'm out here to slaughter something. I'm in my soldier suit like its tropic thunder, bout ready to go drop a bundle. Guide my plane like a nasa shuttle. Don't drop the ball, no slack for fumbles. I'm the grim reaper i done come out the tunnel. I been fiending and its after the money. I been moving dope all day but one day. Check me out just pass the blunt, then like it up, like it's Sunday. (Shits so real aint funny.) Repeat x2 Like it's Christmas, you can tell by my jingle.