Let a nigga touch me and we gon' break his jaw
I met your bitch got off the phone and dropped right in her drawers
is not one flaw
Old cooked ass nigga you're not raw
And I ain't talkin' 'bout the can when I say Airsoft
Head shot let's see that nigga try to walk it off
Fuck rap F&M make him hip hop
I got a hundred on whoever you can get dropped
Are you a shooter and a boss? You niggas swear to God
I was taught to play my part I'm really in the mob
I feel like when he was choppin' out that black Saab
Two-two-threes had 'em like