Uh, get out of pocket, I'ma blaze you up (Uhuh)
Homicide pull on your block, yellow tape it up (Cap)
You ain't built from behind the wall? You better safe it up
Niggas Up North on the yard getting their faces cut (Woo)
So tie your laces up (Uh)
You make a cake, I need to take a cut
One thing about me, I never gave a fuck (I don't give a fuck, nigga)
If I run out of patience, I'ma spray shit up (Brr)
We taking what we want ain't nobody 'bout to say shit to us (Tsk, you gotta somethin' to say?)
Uh, shooters on the payroll, riding 'round with they pole
The Draco be spitting like J. Cole (Brrr)
Yayo, powder on they nose
They eyes won't stay closed
The chopper bullets make holes
In your body and take souls (Boom boom boom!)
Uh, that's why I gotta be the illest with this shit
Case closed, nigga, yeah, uh, look
(I gotta be one of the illest, nigga, you lyin' to your fuckin' self if you think different)