run it up, run it up, aye. run it up, run it up, aye. i walk in the front door. scream get on the floor. this aint my plot. naw bitch this my killshot. and you finna be popped if you dont drop. cops dont fuk wit me they cant afford my fee. so i flee in my m3 and dont stop nah instead i yell THIS MY FUCKIN KILLSHOT. big thot big plot dont kill my killshot. i dont run from danger danger run from me ill go back to the house and get my ounce. no one finna fuck with me they dont know my plot cuz this my killshot!