I like to stare inside the camera Think that someone's watching Red light, do or die, he afraid we caught him You're runnin' outta options Black inna dark, you know that we stalkin' Hahaha Yeah he get smoked just like some Runtz 12 gauge Oh, hey! Pull it back him em with the pump Ten seconds till we jump Yeah I'm with Quinn Yeah off a pin I told the DJ turn it up Bitch I do not give a fuck If I find out who he is, imma throw him in my truck Nah, I'm just playin' Guarantee that we get up If he talk down, send a bullet to his gut You fucked up, imma leave you in the past tense No access Imma treat a new boy like a has been I just left the store Locked and loaded Bitch ready for war I got secrets up my sleeve, body washing up straight to the shore .762 to his body make him rip apart Shut em up Like a surgeon I pick him apart I think it's about time that I wild out I said fuck pipin' down I like shit to get loud Off a ox, bitch I'm slow just like a slug Yeah I'm smoking thrax, I can't even feel my lungs Try to poke his body I don't think he waking up But I dropped off the cash? I don't think that it's enough