i got the tears of a clown so don't fuk around i got choppas that pound round for round mutha fukas hitting the ground leaving um stunned im top notch number one standing underneath the sun smoke filling my lungz packing gunz got yo girl by the tounge cuz she likes the way i fuk pops didn't raise a fool so i keep my cool taking these boy to school breaking the rules on a cruze with nothing to lose i got a short fuse that goes boom when I enter the room i consume bitches like perfume getting made up why they hate us I just stay in my lane hitting the pavement like rain leaving there eyez strained amazed by my gain they can't hang with the gang simple n plain my eyes pinched closedi got to many to many bad hoes i move fast n slow for the cash flow always in first never last hoe face the fact im hella high pass the gat an watch my back my teams on the scene serving the fiends putting green in there jeans sippin on purple and pinks looking like chinks that's the way i think so follow my lead hot hollows coming from tago doing the impossible we unstoppable i hop the foe park and jump out the low cherry in a bowl on and off the road so blowed hearts cold trim gold thats yo goal trying to reflect my soul