Had to come back to the notes because when I freestyle y’all like it but in my mind I’m like nope put a scope on the glock aim the beam at his throat but ion need the beam it’s just fuh sho I’m certified but when the gang pull up you betta get ready tuh die I promise you it’s not lie it’s kinda sickening cuz these niggas in the streets gettin wicked yes this Choppa do hold fifty you niggas need a diaper cuz yo life kinda shitty and don’t let me pop a perc cuz imma get jiggy blowing up like cornbread call me jiffy you see the money and the dope I be shifting pockets gettin fatter by the day’s you’ll think I be lifting punch a nigga in his teeth you niggas is bitches but that shii for the birds and the bees ion wear red cuz all I throw is c’s on the block serving that rock tuh the feens but in this lifetime I’m only worried bout one thing I just hope my kids ain’t gotta grow up fighting this thirty strike a nigga like lightning I’m in the field like all about the titans I call my Choppa blindside cuz it’ll blow a nigga sideways and when the Glock go off get ready to hear nothing but sirens