flex up my wrist flex on yo bitch when i hit it from the back bitch I ain gone miss flex up my wrist flex on yo bitch when i hit it from the back bitch I aint gone miss bitch i aint gon miss when i hit it from the back bitch i aint gone miss when i run up to your crib u be on sus shit you be untrusted I be with yo bitch and she on my dick unload my clip reload that shit got everybody runnin they be cryin to ur face I be shootin up ur block and u be standin in a faze supresure clicked on leave no body in a haze got 10 kills on like a call of duty ace runnin to my face you be left in a haze one bullet to the face I do what I want when i want can i pop a xan bitch i know i can got a 10 clip on so u know u ain't the man and you tryna make a stand whats right whats wrong one bullet to the dome leave your body on the flo when you tripping bout a bitch that chick be on my dick like she my lil bitch prolly teach her a new trick when i hit her like a doggy she be crying bout my dick she be cryin on my shit imma kick her out the crib she think im tryna have a kid you a fuckin stic suppressor with my clip hit em with the uzi leave em screaming up a fit leave em bleedin in a ditch leave him stitches on his hip leave him out where no one gonna see that shit flex up my wrist flex on yo bitch when i hit it from the back bitch I ain gone miss flex up my wrist flex on yo bitch when i hit it from the back bitch I aint gone miss bitch i aint gone miss bitch i aint gone miss bitch i aint gone miss