If I go on my bag it's a body, and they glaze me like Mr. Miyage I'm goin' in like a Nazi, I'ma go smash with a hottie Send the boy back to the lobby, really, here's what it is I got the top and the drop seat Y'all really don't think I got it, so I pull up to the party with a rocket

Send the boy back to the projects, I got your bop on an opp

List I don't smoke no weed, but you know that I smoke them dead opps Put my gun to the face and rush him on his head top

But damn, I can drop a bad hoe home Run a wrong and hit in the dome, that boy Ben got an extra chrome Ride to a battle on a horse, and I never need a saddle Drop my gun on a opp when I'm ready to battle

And you know I'm comin' with a plan Indestructible like Captain Man, with two guns in the hand My chopper hits you in the nose, kill your mama like Gypsy Rose Used to take a break from freestyle, and now I'm back on the road Your house about to explode, I don't care why you still in it I don't care if your car got bulletproof windows in it, you know I still hit it

You boys still need a job, so what the costas is you gettin' robbed? I don't even care about knives no more, you can just get put in the bob Just one home, ready to drop, cause she was on the phone with a opp Don't even try to explain yourself, as soon as I get home, you get a block Get my racks on a Saturday, then make it back home on a Sunday Then spit a little freestyle lunch every Monday

I'm at the top of my masses, geekin' in Calabasas Hittin' them, put on the glasses, he was once a boy, now he ashes Matt said he'd pay me ten dollars if I hit his head But I did more than that, he was a opp, so I want him dead

Two shots, I hope you don't miss Two hours later, respond with a miss Baby, mama, out the house like I'm Blueface Then I knew that boy was switch sides, like he's two-faced