yall feaming yall dreaming, yall hang around them demons, i bought a hellcat but i pull up in a demon, yall say yall can beat me up well tell me whats the reason im fighting all day and night because its our season, run up on me be expecting a beating, im balling like curry or is it postseason, pull up with the glock, somebody gin popped, you is a opp, i shoot at da cops, run no im not, who wanna take his spot, ooh o forgot i just bought me a yatch, balling like curry, ima shoot you and its gonna get blury, you betta watch yo cool cuz im not yo buddy, its gon get bloody, please do not touch me, if i shoot he die she watch and i am not running i got yo girl, takin her all cross the world, he say he wanna fight me say less words, do not disturb, this glock gon shoot out a 223 like its the purge, put that lil boy on a shirt, lil boy need to go to church, if he try me he gon have a bloody shirt, put that lil boy in the dirt, keep the cash, up un my pocket, kissing on yo girl while im shooting at my target, say he smoke want ima cook him like a omelet, you wanna run my pockets shoot him like a dummy dan is a demon, he dont got a reason, this season his season, pull up one be expecting a beaten, yo life has no meaning, but we pull up and spray and no we aint leaving