All black hop out wit my shooters , you don’t know a thang best believe ima do ya, 7 shots at his head like a cougar , ya spin on the block, big g cash finna do ya. No typing we don’t do computers, spin around on the block on a scooter, Gen 5 wit a Vecor get a **** neutered, bite a **** like barracuda . No hezi boy we finna spin dump a mag, load the mag, spin again, load the chop then kill his kin, shoot his ass in his kneese nd he sayin amen. I’m loose as a goose I get lost in the wind, got the goop in my juice, I’m influenced to win. Police come around keep it solid wit twin do a year for the gun then we out wit a bin. Out wit a mf body, ridin round hot wit a shotty, 12 can’t find me, feds be watching, chain tucked in, cause they ask how I bought it? No dis not no 9-5 I got dis shi frm the trenches, the kitchen, and kickin dese shins, bet come correct or we shoot at yo neck if you huffer and holler i shoot you again. Shoot at yo mother, yo brother yo friend, they done freed lil kutta frm outta da pin. My bro on the run so we spinning the benz, 20 for 3.5 im in it to win, im high den a bitch I’m up in the wind, I’m locked and I’m loaded I’m spinning again, 7.62 wit a baby ar, shoot out the car and we killin yo man, spin round the block amd we killin yo friend, spin 3 times take you outta the land,