And here comes number 13, Mr. Alt (yeah)
Coming from the three point line right now (yeah)
Oh, shit, that nigga's dead (yeah, yeah) (oh my fucking God)
Oh God
Kid's talkin' out his neck, he gon' meet that fucking rahhhh
We gon' kick yo' door, one, two, three and four, you hit, I rahhhh
Murder what she wrote, saw him in the scope I'm 'bouta rahhhh
Put that shit apart, he ain't get a note, that nigga died (yeah)
Knock up at yo' door, let me in, bitch, I'm gon' need that neck (yeah)
Fuck he talking for, stay up on that bitch, don't get pressed (yeah)
I might take yo' hoe, give and go, pass her to my left (yeah)
And that fire toke, lead the weapon, it rip through yo' chest (yeah)
Heard she got a big ol' booty, told that bitch to make it bounce(yeah)
I'ma get up in that coochie, kill that cat and dog her out (yeah)
They gon' arf when I arf 'cause they know what I'm about (yeah)
Shit get wicked on this side, I say trust a different route (yeah)
Ahhhhhhh! (Huh, huh)
Hold the fuck up, nigga
Ahhhhhhh! (Huh, huh)
Hold the fuck up, nigga
Steps in this bitch, break necks in this bitch
Kill tech in this bitch, shadow X in this bitch
Give a fuck about yo' vest, we aim for heads in this bitch
I say ya, trick ya
I'm the best in this bitch