(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc) First and foremost, free my slime Shit get real, this not just rhymes I got shot one time, not nine The next day, somebody died Suit and tie on, it's your funeral Mama, aunties, daddies cryin' Real shit, this not no drill Call your daughter and tell her bye (Bye, daddy) Uh, shoot at me and you gon' die How the fuck you gangster? You the type to get on stand and testify Yeah, you know you could feel that fire Yeah, you know you could feel that switch I just made 10K off a glitch I don't know what to pour up, the Wock' or the Tris If you think you tough and big and bad, we get on your ass Wanna catch next day up your play, hit me, I got glass I'ma tell you once, get out your feelings and get up in your bag My new bitch got ass and pretty, it make your main bitch look like trash Mention Scoom, that's my fastest way to crash I'ma fuckin' pass right to my brother just like my name Steve Nash I ain't tryna talk, bitch, my BOA on for a dime I come from a city where murders cool and they don't solve the crime First and foremost, free my slime Shit get real, this not just rhymes I got shot one time, not nine The next day, somebody died Suit and tie on, it's your funeral Mama, aunties, daddies cryin' Real shit, this not no drill Call your daughter and tell her bye (Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother, bye, daddy) Uh, go Nigga play with one of mines, somebody gon' end up dyin' Bodies droppin' back-to-back, ain't goin' eye for eye Everywhere I go, I tote my fire Old-ass goofy can't guard a VI Spinned the wrong block, now his ass in the sky We can't talk bodies, you ain't up at least five If we collide, shots gon' get fired Known for givin' niggas suits and ties 41 on my wrist, still can't tell time Niggas be bitches, that shit a disguise She was dissin' my brother, we killed her brother Now the dumb-ass bitch steady askin' God, "Why?" Slick crackin' them 4s, I'm droppin' the 5 7.62 change a big nigga size First and foremost, free my slime Shit get real, this not just rhymes I got shot one time, not nine The next day, somebody died Suit and tie on, it's your funeral Mama, aunties, daddies cryin' Real shit, this not no drill Call your daughter and tell her bye (Bye, daddy)