Spent on kill and a grown man tough
Bought this cloth man, dropped foam, fraud
Little youth can't stop, dream rolling, yeah
People are running the ball
Yeah, so we're going, better done where you start
Put your hands down on a cop dog, he's a mad dog
In a top form with a Glock, warm like hot dog
Head bust, now it look like a bad guy with a top gun
Rat chick in her face, he tell everybody at your trap
Yeah, them get it as it is, just like a crash car
On the stop ball, you're one life, full of metal like scrap, yeah
Lumpard, no kick like