[Intro]

BoJackson, nigga, Bo cracker, nigga

My first five minutes out the feds, I hit that Fat Swagg

BoJackson back, my first day home, put a baseball bat in my britches (MAY-MAY-MAYDAY)

I don't care or show no remorse for a nigga

You got knocked Uptown, you dead and you remember (And nigga, you dead)

[Verse]

First month out the feds, my drawers and tanktops had holes in it

I don't give a fuck if I catch this nigga walkin' with his kids, I'm still gon' kill him (Yeah, I'ma kill his ass)

Yeah, I'ma miss if I shoot out the car, I wanna get up close, you know I'm the switch kisser (Mwah, mwah)

My old celly told me when the feds come they took the whole stove out the kitchen

I need at least thirty dеad niggas under my belt, 'fore I diе, yeah, my that’s my whole purpose of livin’

It’s either a hundred mil' or a hundred years the way that I'm livin' when you crackin' shit, it come with it

Everyday I got killin' JB on my mind, out the feds, I wasn't telling niggas I make rhymes

40 pound, I walk with two knives, I went to the hole for a stabbin' at least ten times

This out-of-town nigga said he hopped in the car to my music, get hit with this knife if he lyin'

This bitch keep givin' me jail talk, I was tryna fuck, she already cheated three times

I don't know if I'm just comin' home or her pussy good 'cause I already fucked her three times

Heard a nigga killed one of my opps before me, I almost just shedded a tear

This bad bitch ain't even see my face, she tryna fuck from all the fuckin' blues right here

In the hole for a stabbin', 24 and 0, I’m cool

I'm tryna trade duece for the three (Where the subs at?)

For the kill I got double homicides the way I'ma work my P (On Kat, I’ma work t-)

I ain't tryna sell no dope like a smack man, I'm tryna kill everybody, you can call me the killer man

If I was a part of Duece clan, parts of my face would spray a mace can

Right after we fucked, the bitch started askin' for shit, she gettin' my dick mad (She gettin' my dick mad)

I want 'em to know it was me who did it so I hopped out and spinned with a surgical face mask (I want 'em to know it was me who did it)

I ain't never closin' my eyes while I fire at you, on Kat, I meant it

By Allah, I'm comin' to get you, if it snow, these bullets the only gifts that I'm givin'

Addicted to killin', selling money and bricks

A nigga get cracked, after that, more killin' then bippin'

If you ain't come outside, then we comin' in, it's time to kick the door off the hinges

Young nigga ain't tryna keep hearin' about them old war stories, he tryna see a new body finish

I don't respect how you gon' put no pep in your step and go kill for TallStep, nigga, you a bitch

First week home, I got a big chopper, yeah, i8

It's a lil' sixty ball in all big bills

Get in that car, tryna see if you're a real deal creep, let's touch some fish scales

Feds locked me up, tryna question for bodies, I get in that room, I don't know how to talk (I don't know how to talk at all)

Third day on that unit, I was pumpin' that Fent', niggas crushing them 30s and turn 'em to chalk

Cell 46 on Northwest 3, tall bunk piece right on my hip

I'm the one with the most servin', I got these K2 heads on the unit keep askin' us for wicks (I got 'em)

On Kat, I really be wickin', hoppin' out that Drac', no mask, I be trippin'

It's either a hundred mil' or hundred years , I ain't really got time to play

When I'm workin' this Drac', I used two arms like a clock, I can tell you exact time of the day (Come here)

When it come to drivin' and shootin', you can't name no nigga who did this shit better (BoJackson)

Make a left on Warder, I was mad, I hopped out the car, I was tryna pin his ass to yellow

Like a lion, I'm stalkin' my prey, chase [?] in the Benz, can't let him get away

Let down my window, pulled up next to his car, ain't no Jeep, but that two-tone Smith saved the day (Nigga)

This ain't my first time catchin' a kill, like a judge for a diss, you get sentenced to hell

Dumb nigga tried to run, but them bullets too fast, you was movin' too slow like a snail

I can't stop spinnin' the blocks, I got OCD (I'm crazy)

We killin' niggas who claim YNV (You niggas get dropped)

Wanna box shit in? Go two cars deep, eight niggas jumping out of this V

'Cause when I come through, I'ma do way more than just shoot a nigga

I'm standin' over his ass, I ain't leavin' no gunshot victim

He the first nigga I spared, I shot him on camera, chat just clipped that (Frrt, frrt)

I don’t even want my pills to be mismatched

Got cracked, I was driving it, Suge Knight

Kiss the ground on that

[Outro]

On Kat, I ain't gon' kiss the ground, all that, nigga

On Kat, nigga ass got cracked, nigga, come try to come down my way, nigga

Free the man, long live the men, nigga, I'm back, nigga, this shit over with