I know some white bitches a knock ya head off just for a line
I know some crackheads a get ya shit blown just for a dime
You know i come with plenty sticks so bitch you better fall in line
Got chopper bullets on a bus they on a trip straight to yo mind
To all then bitches that been sneak dissing and plotting on me
Its time to pull it off my hip and let it spray like Febreze
No I ain't stopping till the clip empty or jamming on me
I had to leave some niggas missing fa all that playing wit me
They asking why I say my name in every song cause they ain't heard of me
Bo got the opp-position It ain't nun but a word to me
You know I'm down to slide with no hesitation faithfully
Hollow tips where yo brain should be
You know I'm down to spray the scene
All of my niggas down to rock out
Like some natural born rockstars
I just be rolling with my top down
While sipping on this Wockhardt
So bitch don't make me blow yo block down
I popped a X I'm rolling hard
I made him listen to that glock sound
Now he on the way to see the lord