THe blocks know the kid aint scared to clap a gat//
i beat pussys like i was slappin a cat//
imagine that im the boss army of killas//
i dish shells to b*** es so call me a dealer//
imna knock ya block off you a kid wit a chip on his shoulder//
and dont fight me bra cause one hit and its over//
i can make ya vision fade to black like you was hova//
i dont repeat myself you was told bruh//
i smoke so much trees call the fire patrol//
i hit the weed till the fire is cold// the cops wanna hate so the heater is hot//
and we got the ninas to glocks if you talk they gon eat up ya block//
dont f*** wit kid its bird tweezy the killa//
the neck so icey in the summer i wear a chinchilla//
You cant touch this kid like a pedifile//
my flows sick but im better now//
there aint no better style the best of the fresh//
you cant see us only the end of the teck//
we clean the guns so we clap clean//
its a lovely tune to hear the gat ring//
the shells stick to you so im taggin by clappin//
what happen you got shot up wit the gatlin//
your crew aint got a hope start preyin to jesus//
i aint talkin bout chess but im playin with peices//
Cuz I'm sellin them Birds like a Pet Store
Why you think they call me a f*** in vet for
Handicap pussys call me dumb hot
Cuz I lyrically spray b*** es up like SunBlock I don't talk this sh** I'm breathing this sh** So walk my strip and I'm squeezing da clip
They call me Steve Nash the way I pass the yay
In da coupe I speed fast,stop blast and spray
