Nuh see nuh clone, but nuh we see rifle, and nuh we see calico
AR-15, fuck up fierce, tell dem don't fuck around
Don't think the brown in brown, Johnstone and Don Priest in load
Casket when me boss care, chatty boss it loud
Carry the matic for bait, while I flip up in a crowd
We do killing for sport, why do dem wuh nuh run?
When the barrel spin round, smite the ferret, see grump, I'm with boss
My gun wuh name dem fi launch, yeh the chopper vicious
Yeh kendisi