Die

Everything you been asking for, yes,

I'm about to give it to you

You ain't gotta worry no more, cause

I'm about to put one through you

I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the radio

Sounds like

I got an A

K dumping straight to the radio

If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter

Soon as I pull my gun

I know that someone’s gonna die, die, die, die

Someone's gonna die-ei-ei-ei die

Tonight*****, this that shooter music

I'm about that life so much

I might go touch my rifles butt

And my **** just might go up

*****, that nostril on that rifle'll knock the snot right out you

Try me and

I try out ya

The drum on the gun is

Beta like

Phi AlphaBut there ain't no frat *****s in the hood be calling me

Tackleberry

And if he's iron, he will have him a easier time trying

To put on some pads and go in and try to tackle

BarryThen he go against this got damn

G4 buying,

Detroit lion

I'm about that life so much

I might go golf

Trying to get me a hole-in-one to remind me of life when

I go offHomocidal thoughts, bodies outlined in chalk by the time it's dark

Dahmer signing his name on a dotted line with a bloody body part

I don't give a **** if they wilding,

I got a clip full of ****ing

Ray Allens

Selling that

Sarah Palin, in broad day, a

Letterman

FallonWhen

I shoot this iron, all you hear is hooping and hollin' like(Bombs away)

Bootsy Collins

Everything you been asking for, yes,

I'm about to give it to you

You ain't gotta worry no more, cause

I'm about to put one through you

I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the radio

Sounds like

I got an A

K dumping straight to the radio

If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter

Soon as I pull my gun

I know that someone’s gonna die, die, die, die

Someone's gonna die-ei-ei-ei die

TonightThey shot my ***** three times, as his abdominal bled

They robbed him for phenomenal bread, that domino led

To other dominos fallin' in his clique, off with their heads, sick

Saw him in that hospital bed, leaned away from the doctor and said

They'll all be dead soon, and

I'm talking before that nurse can change the

IVI'mma put em in the dirt, leave em leaking rasberry flavored ice tea

My G, kill him and take his

IDI'm a renegade like

E-M-I-N-E-

M and Ja-Y-

Z***** it's karate, it's

Mr. Miyagi mixed with

Issey Miyake

Smell that chopper kicking when it's lifting ya body

Quick as Buggatis, then

I'm hitting the

OmniWith a chicken licking my **** in the lobby; this

New Edition,

I'm BobbyFast laner

I'm speaking the truth, put 3 in the coupe

I'mma wet your head like a leak in the roof

Then I'm leaving the booth for gas chamber

My granny calling me a rap singer

But she don't know

I use my strap finger

Everything you been asking for, yes,

I'm about to give it to you

You ain't gotta worry no more, cause

I'm about to put one through you

I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the radio

Sounds like

I got an A

K dumping straight to the radio

If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter

Soon as I pull my gun

I know that someone’s gonna die, die, die, die

Someone's gonna die-ei-ei-ei die

TonightLook, this a whole nother "Ether"

Hop out, black mask, low

CaesarTell the goonies keep it low with the reefer

New bodies on old heaters

We ain't rapped too tight

Starving, they thought

Jeffrey Dahmer had appetite

I'm detail, not derail

Don't lay your head if you **** by it

Got skeletons, but my **** private

I paved the way, y'all misguided

So try it,

I'mma send a threat

Tie her up don't end her yet

Bullet go through your wife's eye now we know you ain't on the internet

In my head

I see amateurs, can't retain a memory

All I'm left with is images

With that

I'm putting emphasis

And in parentheses

Put he's hated by large percentages

And all my nemesis won't even let 'em on the premises

One shot, change him for life, he'll be belligerent

Even his text messages are gonna read like he's whispering

Bulletproofed the hoodie for

Trayvon Martin

Then go to war with the cops, even they aren't pardoned

Everything you been asking for, yes,

I'm about to give it to you

You ain't gotta worry no more, cause

I'm about to put one through you

I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the radio

Sounds like

I got an A

K dumping straight to the radio

If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter

Soon as I pull my gun

I know that someone’s gonna die, die, die, die

Someone's gonna die-ei-ei-ei die

Tonight