Bust a punk mutherfucker with the butt end of a 45

Sipping 40s, got supply up in my knapsack

Foiled up and wrapped, LSD with a couple caps

And if a fuck boy run up then he might just catch the BRRAAATTT

I evolved from young Skrap, to Numerical then V.Y.L.E

Selling acid tabs, I'm really sick of stale MCs and pussies flexing

Like they got the bread, please, you ain't got a dime to your name and you reaching

Bitch, you best believe that I hear every diss you sneaking

And I'm creeping up behind ya with a steel bat, you gon feel that

Watch me reel back, swing, splatter your muthafucking brain matter on the sidewalk

Outline drawn by a pussy cop with a piece of white chalk

That boy gon fall when that Mac hit, I got blood stains on my hatchet

Bitch you irrelevant, it should be evident, dump you in acid and leave but a skeleton

You can not name anyone who is better than, this is my reckoning aye

Catch you out back, put a hole in ya throat, then I piss in it

My dick in her jaw, all in her mouth, now you kissing it

Know for a fact, he don't want beef for real, he should try venison

Don't give a fuck what he bang or he claiming, if he try me I'm killing him

Kick down ya door, put that gun in ya face, bitch I gotta eat yuh

**** haul ass, you don't want no smoke, put that tag on ya feet

Lay that dope on the scale, bag it and zip it, then I repeat

If you cuffing that bitch then explain to me why she down on her knees

Damn