Come on now, we are stuck up on Glock and the remittan
So we can defend ourselves from assassination
Stunk your pussy disrespect, you're gonna get your blood run
Bust up inna your chest, I know your body drop a gun
Passing up the Glock until me finger time
Now I know you're run up, you know me gonna notice the outcome when
War a go on pon the end, so me kick us a den
Rise pon scene, true we base, we a defender
Them a diss all we could, but tonight we nah go bury them
Gunshots and now some little life end
Cause some war it's a go on pon the end, so me