Lyrics
[Verse]
It's amazin, this game ain't safe yet/
They been tryin ta get rid of me since I came back//
God knows how I got in this situation/
But this kid ain't fakin when he spits like cajuns//
I'm sick when blazin, quit this hatin/
Cuz my shit gets craved, like I slipped cocaine in//
Hold up, just go wit my rankin/
It's like you seen my movie trailer ya'll know my ratin//
Stop shakin, this game just got taken/
I hit ya block and flock tha base in//
Tha pistols drop afta I shot ya face in/
Niggas betta stop or I'll pop tha 8's clips//
God damn, I'm hot man, I drop jams/
Ya'll shocked like my bars rocked wit lightnin//
Don't fight kids, you ain't got hands/
These liars? I'm a pop up blocker tha way I stop scams//
[Hook 1x]
Bitch, you poppin clips I'm like (Yeah, Yea, Ya)/
Bitch, you droppin spits I'm like (Yeah, Yea, Ya)//
Goin hard on tha block? (Yeah, Yea, Ya)/
Roll in cars round tha clock? (Yeah, Yea, Ya)//
Ha...(Yeah, Yea, Ya)
Cop bacon? (Yeah, Yea, Ya)
[Verse 2]
I'm a beast on these beats/
And these weaks gonna see//
How I speak all this heat/
Like gasoline in these streets//
Fire comes easily/
So please freeze when tryna deal wit me holdin tha M-I-C//
See a freak, bend her knees/
Skipped Florida and tha keys but I had ta hit every ten I see//
I'm exterminatin, these worms and hatas/
Wit determination, flow burnin flavors//
My words are greater/
That's why niggas spittin back at me, my verses verbatim//
Squirtin tha treys slugs, hurtin ya favorite/
herb in this game since I came up//
Jerks gettin laid up, I jerk ya wit 8 pumps/
I neva leave my clips, thats why I lurk in ya navel//
[Hook 2x]
Bitch, you poppin clips I'm like (Yeah, Yea, Ya)/
Bitch, you droppin spits I'm like (Yeah, Yea, Ya)//
Goin hard on tha block? (Yeah, Yea, Ya)/
Roll in cars round tha clock? (Yeah, Yea, Ya)//
Ha...(Yeah, Yea, Ya)
Cop bacon? (Yeah, Yea, Ya)
