[Verse 1]

I'm a Uzi with a clip that look like full length movies

I got that toolie for them niggas that be tryna do me

You the shit? You niggas booty, all you dudes confuse me

You don't like it? Well excuse me, suck a dick and sue me

I'm like a AK-47 yeah bitch I'm a weapon

Boy that trigger I be flexin, better get to steppin

Aye, I'm the best up in my section pardon my reflection

But I came to spit correction to these rappers tryna to test

[Hook]

And I got something for you faggots that be acting savage

Wipe yo ass up off the map and motherfuck yo atlas

You be moving I be shooting like it's target practice

Treat these niggas like a salad how I split yo cabbage

How I sound when I be rapping just be triggers clapping

Hammers blasting at yo captain, kill in killer fashion

Fuck the static, cock it back, and then there's something tragic

Got a gat up in my raps, semi-automatic

[Verse 2]

Just like Tech N9ne I got the best rhyme

So when you under stressed time ain't no sweat I'm

That nigga that be so prime when I flex mine

You in cardiac arrest like you committing chest crimes

Now who got that M16, MC killin machine

Hidden under smokescreens like a fuckin marine

Put that lead in ya head ain't no need for a med

The infrared left him dead is what the paramedic said

I'm better with barrettas to you bitches I'm leather

Way too hard, leave you scarred, a G is not yo type of letter

Get you trendsetters altogether come and join the weather

Bullet rain get you wetter than a pussy fucked forever

Come and get this Mac 11 take it for a spin

Tryna show me what's within but my patience runnin thin

With you fuck niggas, duck nigga, motherfuck yo kin

I got a clip and some juice mixed with a little gin

[Hook]

So I got something for you faggots that be acting savage

Wipe yo ass up off the map and motherfuck yo atlas

You be moving I be shooting like it's target practice

Treat these niggas like a salad how I split yo cabbage

How I sound when I be rapping just be triggers clapping

Hammers blasting at yo captain, kill in killer fashion

Fuck the static, cock it back, and then there's something tragic

Got a gat up in my raps, semi-automatic

[Interlude]

Jo that nigga like *gun sounds* x3

Uh

[Verse 3]

If you niggas think that's crazy let me switch off the safety

I'm screamin fuck you bitches pay me and I'll show you my .380

To put it plainly, you all babies, bitch them giants done raised me

All you ladies never phase me bitch I'll bust you while I'm swayze

Now we dead locked no feds, cops, just headshots

Hopin that that lead stops put yo ass to bed boxed

I'm slicker than a red fox, know this boy spread Glocks

Slugs like a French pot, leave yo ass pregged, knocked

Clips to the tip who spit sicker than this?

Or quicker than piss? It's equally sick if I miss

Fuck your clique or who you stick with, New Mill up in this bitch

Swala till I'm dismissed, spittin till I click click

[Hook]

I got something for you faggots that be acting savage

Wipe yo ass up off the map and motherfuck yo atlas

You be moving I be shooting like it's target practice

Treat these niggas like a salad how I split yo cabbage

How I sound when I be rapping just be triggers clapping

Hammers blasting at yo captain, kill in killer fashion

Fuck the static, cock it back, and then there's something tragic

How I spit it to the limit fully automatic x2

[Outro]

Not talkin about guns my nigga

It's just how I sound when I'm rappin

Everytime you put headphones on, it's like putting two Glocks to your brain

As soon as you press play I'm infiltrating your head

Full penetration to you hoe niggas

Yeah

New Mill