im just rapping cause my gift bang you cant carry my dis dain. take a wiff of this shit stain make you say got damn main real life ...i entertain out the huh like boonk gang hitters wit me we point aim im pushing buttons its not not a game ill set u back your whole cap all of that no get back no evidence no tell tale text message nor email not a phone call to trace at all just an idea who was at the mall pull up on me i aint there u not sure but it got real gun shots and tires peeled thats players club im dollar bill hitters with me we bang bang not making noise no gang gang it was necessary an we gonna carry what u will carry.. bitch niggas buried take your pride set it to the side nigga die with out a y i n g if you envy your my enemy gey away from me no foolery take your jewelry. you know its me im usually the one to get it done you ll never get a chance to run yous a mark and im the one fuck boys dont want none i aint playing with none of u clowns my crown is tilted now. when its all going down know not to fuck around fuck boys not allowed i bang and move the crowd