METAFORCE

Ay, I'm using lean to pop my pills, I'm using opps to try my skills

In that water, make sure that your top is sharp and got some gills

'Cause we do not let him breathe inside the sea, so let's be real

I'm a shark, don't be a fish, and it'll ride up in the field

'Cause I'm riding with him still

We catch an opp up on the block, and then we rob him for the thrill

This ain't no Michael Jackson feature, but the zombie in me still

He say, he ain't seen me with no fye, well, try me, and he will

That's on my mama, I ain't seen him on my block

So why he trying to act like as if he a rider?

We all know he not a shotta

Yeah, I'm white, but I built the castle off of serving all the slaughter

As if he talk about his neck or by this turban

I'ma slime, my mama burn him

'Cause all he go by is murder

Go tell him we close the curtains

I know that they all are hurting

His mama probably been crying

Saying that she hope they learning from all of the homicides

And killing without a purpose

I say, "Fuck that bitch" and kill her too

'Cause she the one who burped him

On my mama, I been all up on this block and I been purging

If he say he really with it, tell that boy to wrap his turban

We gon' make sure that he caught the body

That as soon as we swervin', don't be nervous

Three .9 to two when I pull through get to crashin'

He got three, and I got .9 too when we pull through, get to blasting

Call me Brad, lit bitch with the way that I pull through, get to action

If he say he wants to smoke, well, here it come, them pistols clapping (what the fuck)

Now I'm on that, tell your homie, get his ho back

I heard brodie when he stole that, hit the mill and rock like Kodak

I got a Glock, but what I show that, that's on God, that y'all ain't on that

If he think he on my level, I'ma show bro where he low at

Bitch, I'm one of the hardest coming up and out my city

I'ma body any beat that they come through and try to get me

Like the shots up at the opps on the block when they tryna get me

I'ma bend a couple times and I promise they not gon' hit me

And I'm not much for the back and forth, so what the fuck they asking for?

I pull up to his home, I got the chrome, and then I trash his door

The bitch open it up, and I'm sending shots right past the whore

You know we not the same, you just a lame, I'm like a savage more

Bitch, I keep a flame up on my hip, that's what this bag is for

If he out of state, I promise that's what this cash is for

Bitch, that's two minutes and we active

Better go and check the background, bitch

317 NAPLIT

Put her ass to sleep, man