Stomping on bitch I’m fucking knocking a bitch Having fun with this shit Your blood on my shoes I’m coming with cliques Not using no sticks Swinging around 2 fists Finna leave a bruise Uppercut at your face You run for the hills Stay in your fucking place Unless you want some more And on god I just might Pull up brass knuckles Cause you wanted fight And I give you a war Run like a bitch I swing for your neck Head first to the pavement Who the fuck is next Barking all that fucking shit Now you Unconscious almost dead Now I guess you understand That I’m violent like Pakistan And I ain’t go use no strap I got 40 caliber hands