gun sounds gun sounds all around town master mindly destroy shit running up u and ur boy gonna get hit I ain't tripping just shooting shit leave u shot on ur front porch light the sliff with the torch put a brick on the gas pedal and tie ur mom up and drive it off a cliff when I was younger I would wear mask when u kick in the door so no one would ever know it was a kid just repping for the blue putting my life up making my bands up I ain't snitch always whipping in the kitchen just trying to get my act up front up all up always got the lean in ma cup homie wanna fuck with us better be ready to catch slugs in ur chest shit my head's a mess no I lay down and rest while the blood dripping out his chest