i dragged him down the street and left his body on the road, strangers walking down the street calling cops they bout to fold, and they know that im too good, so the ops were on the go, im bust up these streets up in a rari, they disposed. my gun shop closed, 223 a scope, i make sure they dont know, and if you snitch you a real b**ch you know that I shoot quick, gon get a blick, get me money, or you gon get a stick, im bout to click, pick him up then slam, my gunshots go like bam, like god**n i shoot up your mans and then i take his bands i am the man, watch out for me or you gon get slammed