Tour bus lookin like a brothel
Catchin more bodies then hostel
Flatbush zombies put money in my pocket
If its war against them imma pop
Word like a pastor
Kid from the ghetto listenin to heavy metal rock rolled in my sock
Aint never been afaid got bars like mess halls
Locked three mills in the spot, nigga what?
Pussy at noon
Got me feelin brand new
When the sun comes down im leavin