STK(ShootToKill) Video (MV)

Ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said I'm back up on my motherf*ckin' killer shit
I'll push up onna opp, and then drill it shit
Chop a king with a hundred rounds in a Ruler clip

I don't give a f*ck about no cop, I'll peel his shit
Bounce, I'm trippin' with this chopper, rearrange his face
You niggas claim y'all from the gang, yall can I all get chased
I been runnin' up these commas, just bring me a chase

I see you lookin' at my pockets, it's an awful lot of pape
You couldn't have been from my hood, you would've been got spanked
I'm from the section where they blow and they don't even think
Most of the opp niggas broke, just go check they bank

I been beatin' niggas ass, I really got rank
3.5 in this wood and it's all to the face
I mixed the sprite with the purp and then call it my drink
I'm like Shaq in basketball when it come to the paint

I'm a real big dog, get the f*ck out my face
You could never step to me, so how do you feel
STK, dumb nigga, that means shoot the kill
We gon' spin and spin again until niggas ill

Don't give a f*ck about the boys, they tellin' me chill
Opps only act hard when they off of them pills
Beat they block up send a 100, it's knockin' for real
I just ran outta wok, think I need a refill

The way this bitch pussy water, you'd think she have gills
I said I'm back up on my motherf*ckin' killer shit
I push up on the opp and then drill his shit
Chop came with a hundred rounds and a ruler clip

I don't give a f*ck about no cop, I peel his shit
Bounce, I'm trippin' with this chop, rearrange his face
You niggas playin' from the gang, y'all gon' all get chased
I been runnin' up these commas, just read me a chase

I see you lookin' at my pockets, it's an awful lot of pape
Mama want me home, but she know her baby love them heats
Got these bitches in my phone and they beggin' like just nut in me
Better go get that abortion, you cannot have no son with me

You f*ck with him, you duck with em, so no you cannot run with me
Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said I'm back up on my motherf*ckin' killer shit
I push up on the opp and then drill his shit

Chop came with a hundred rounds and a ruler clip
I don't give a f*ck about no cop, I peel his shit
Bounce Out, trippin' with this chop, rearrange his face
You niggas claim y'all from the gang, y'all can all get chased

I been runnin' up these commas, just bring me a chase
I see you lookin' at my pockets, it's an awful lot of pape