Dispatch from engine eight
Engine eight go ahead sir
I have information there may be at least five patients
Dispatch from engine eight we're on the scene, we do have a
In reports of all the victims and an active shooter engine eight is gonna establish a sentry command
Yup – who the fuck you niggas think you're playing with
Yup – give you 33, like I'm Mason
Yup – hogtie him up in the basement
Mask on you don't even know who you facing
Yup – cheerlеaders I will kill your mascot
Yup – you be dick-riding the man likе a black cop
Yup – get your casket closed like a laptop
And you ain't gotta be a bitch to get your ass shot
Yup
Ay yo Staten Island gangsters love to get money
You broke niggas (look over your shoulder, honey)
You don't even wave it, niggas will stop playing
Your big homie pussy I'm waiting to sauté him
Season 'em, that's the only way I'll obey him
Fry this nigga, the switch blade'll fillet him
Niggas will rob you and take your pharmaceuticals
Gon' be a lot of slow singing at your funeral
Didn't I tell you, savages in the night (yup)
And you don't even know it's on sight (yup)
Catch you sleeping, run up on you at the light (wake up)
I don't know it was this easy to fly a kite
Yup – who the fuck you niggas think you're playing with
Yup – give you 33, like I'm Mason
Yup – hogtie him up in the basement
Mask on you don't even know who you facing
Yup – cheerleaders I will kill your mascot
Yup – you be dick-riding the man like a black cop
Get your casket closed like a laptop (Ay yo Kakes what's up)
And you ain't gotta be a bitch to get your ass shot
Yup
Y'all know how I give it up
I'm really that bitch, y'all just little mutts
It's big Remy a big dog, you a little pub
I'm practically a virgin cause I ain't never gave a fuck
Word to the Frankstein all you little bitches suck
I still carry a boxcutter, somebody getting cut
And I know how to fight but all y'all bitches getting jumped
Ain't no fair ones, I spend what you spent on
Rent to get my hair done
Let's get something clear, hun
If I give the okay's AK's will spray the shit
I be thinkin' I'm a punch her in the face and pay the bitch, yup
Who y'all bitches think y'all playin' with, y'all out here eating ass
And you wonder why I spazz when y'all be saying shit
Yup – who the fuck you niggas think you're playing with
Yup – give you 33, like I'm Mason
Yup – hogtie him up in the basement
Mask on you don't even know who you facing
Yup – cheerleaders I will kill your mascot
Yup – you be dick-riding the man like a black cop
Yup – get your casket closed like a laptop
And you ain't gotta be a bitch to get your ass shot
Yup
