My link must say that I get kidnapped
Mmm, 12-gauge bus, it's called crack
Shot rich and had seven crepes
Said dem go inna a grave, but start move loose
Now look out now, yeah, you get dropped on toast
See me and bring you a fuse
Dogman a tunnel, civilian a loose
You have to know we head mad, yeah
Inna matter where the second or the hour come
We never stop bad, why?
Yeah we, yeah we, yeah we, yeah we
Walla hand, yeah
Fresh finna reason a me hard, yeah