Shootin til my motherfuckin hand fall off
U trackstars, a gunshot ran ya'll off
I pop like a soda watch a can fall off
I can kill ya'll, and ya'll boss
Shotguns, handguns louder than a band drum
U fuckin with da drum major let me play u tha anthem
Bang bang bang bang call it heavy metal
I say bang bang bitch I make u feel every letter
B-A-N-G B-A-N-G G-A-N-G we spray then leave
We play when we, no we play N-E-V-E-R C-P-R
Dr.Carter r u da Disease boy
Young Money motherfucka these these bars
Bitch is u crazy, we's retards
Now watch Nina, Mac, and Tommy have a brief minaj like... (beat)
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Like... (beat) yea... Soulja Boy on da beat, but u can call me Chef Boyardee
Cause I'm a heat this shit and I'm a eat this shit planet earth is my toilet your beneath this shit
Then I flush n wipe my ass, gunslinga like a pass, I'll cock back and throw a bomb
Now hail mary, ya tale fairy, fairy tale very frail, and yea we got dem hammers tryna hit every nail
Let em sail up da river with dat hoe shit
Or leave em face down in da fuckin ocean, yea
I ain't on no otha shit bitch I'm on sum mo shit
Dat hello how u doin I'm am at yo front door shit
Dat aww naw he got a gun, oh shit, shit

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