(Verse 1)

Yo we going in cold, going in wet, Cav on O-B-J, Silent Step

Going in hot, gun in the whip, Nick Fury Winter Soldier, shit!

She told me he straight, pops told me to wait, view through the eyes showed me nothing but hate

You can't trust what he say

Gotta wait for the pay, at the end of the day, leash off, got the bull out the cage

Stalk right, flip Ramirez in grave

Black Ops, no more Mason, no game

Black Ops, no more Mason, no game

(Verse 2)

Might of been cool, but he smacked on the blood, that shit thicker than water, we playing the judge

She got a black eye on the side of the mug, so this lowlife yo he catching a slug

It’s the bitter young men, with the fathers worth shit, rummaging through all the lives and just shit

Quick prick, put his ass in the ditch

You gonna tell on the pops, not on the cops?

They both see the bars, but pops off, he done see the inside with his caps off bruh!