Guess who the fuck just walked in with two glocks
Now these bitches' faces looking long like tube socks
Throw the dub like 2pac, hit the club got too shocked
Cause I'm up here with a snub nose fin to get you mur-rocked
Murda business what I do, car-tell, I got signature delivery
You par-cell, cause you know that snowy worth the weight
Bar-bell, you pissed off get pissed on, r-kell
I'm a motherfucking problem child, got a.d.h.d
Y'all sleepin' on tha product bitch wake it, wakey
I'm a make 'em hate me, I'm amazing they see
All that waiting ain't safe they know they can't fake me
So let me walk through stuntin', let me chalk you somethin'
Dead bodies when I'm spittin' these bitches don't say nothin'
All these rappers stay hopin' tha product just stop buzzin'
They like fuck collabs with snow, they'll killed on their own budget
Fuck them (fuck them)