[Intro]

You know, you motherfuckers really piss me off sometimes (Fetch me their souls!) but (SLOWSILVER03) we'll figure it out (Hi Dopa)

[Verse]

.223 bullets poppin' out the AR

No, I do not know you, I don't know who they are

C4 on the axel of the sportscar

Dead by 27, yeah, I'm feelin' like a rockstar

I don't think I know you, do you wanna try me?

Drugs in my system and I think I'm gonna OD

Put the body down and I hide it in the debris

Back you in the corner and I hit you with the shotty

Splinter cell, no Tom Clancy

Heard you wearing Air Force 1, how fancy

At the back of the club, pop Percs like candy

Sittin' in my room takin' shots of the Brandy

Tired of this shit, yeah, I'm too fed up

Heard you talkin' to the feds, knew it was a setup

Put the bodies in the hole, it's a pile-up

Whining over Twitter but you're a grown-up

Talk shit on me and my friends I don't like you

Choppa to your face, yeah, it's really nice to meet you

Say you wanna beef me, tell me, what's your IQ?

Do you really wanna link, yeah, just know that I'll delete you

Take a look, I'm behind you

Switchblade, put it through your tummy, I'ma push through

What the fuck would I do if I was in your shoes?

.45 hollow points, watch 'em go and fly through

Fatal frame, I'ma snap a pic

Say you shootin' shots but the only thing you shoot is flicks

Big rounds poppin' out the K, you get dealt with

Tryna run up on me but the only thing I heard was clicks

[Outro]

Scorpion, please come in, we have a situation over here

Come here you motherfucker

No

Scorpion, come in, Scorpion

Fuck, we lost him