[Hook]
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don’t get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don't get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
[Verse 1]
Well I’m that murderer cap peeler
Creepin' up from behind
Want nothing but murder
I'm killin' at will and then peelin' them caps with my nine
That nigga that's known to bust with thrust, rush you to the med
With lead up in ya head
You bled and now you dead
I creep surround
I found the clown
I'm down the sounds arounds the pound
Up on you in the M-town
Down with them stick-up boys
Don't let me catch you slippin’ fool
Get ya for cash, move on your ass
Take you straight to jackin’ school
I'll get hit niggas for their cash
Killas stealin’, dealin' on they ass
Rat-a-tat-tat, my gat
Runnin', gunnin', commin’ up real fast
Blast with the quickness
Nobody knows who I might kill next
Samoan effects then Rex Flex
Collecting off them crazy checks
Niggas they wanna run up
But they know they can't fade me
'Cause I keep a gat in my stash
With a clip and I'm ready to rip
If they trip and talk shit
I'ma put a slug dead in they ass
Ho, I'm so buck, don't give a fuck, I'm ready to hurt a
Nigga that figure he's bigger by pullin' the trigger and commit murder
[Hook]
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don't get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don't get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
[Verse 2]
I'm just a crazy nigga that's out for the gravy
Ain't nothin' of worth that can save me
I feel for whoever betrays me
I stays free of busta ass niggas and ho's, bitches too
Which is true
This is too
Hard for you niggas that try to talk shit, you get stitches too
I'll bust a cap in your ass, so ain't no tellin' when I'm on a killin' spree
I'm no one you better think twice
If you don't I'ma blast when you fuck with me
I keep a 9 by my side when I ride 'cause I like to commit homicide
Niggas try to hide
But they see me finna slide the clip and rip that ass open wide
Buckin' and buckin' got niggas dodgin' and duckin'
My trigger fingers gettin' buck
And then see my victim he's stuck
In a bad spot 'cause the Glock went pop when I dropped that bitch to the ground so
I'm finna ball, 'cause I never just stall when I murder on the down low
Niggas talk shit like a bitch and I pitch a fit 'cause it's real vital
They knowing that I'm going all out when I pull that 9 and get homicidal
And start killin' hard
Fuck up and I'ma hurt ya
I'm dealin' and ill'n and wheelin'
And dealin' my heart for that motherfuckin' murder
[Hook]
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don't get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don't get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
[Verse 3]
[?]
[Hook]
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don't get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
(Bitch)
I never hesitate to hit the weeds
I better see a tagging, started calling me
I'm just think another and don't get me [?]
Smoke down, windows run so high in the city street
[Outro]
[?]
