Verse 1:
It's me, Mack, and the crew with us/
My go-rillas, I'm Doo-Little/

True killa, fool ^!$$%, moms aint know what to do with him/
Dreads swingin' from left to right/
Kush in jeans, prometh' and sprite/

P*ssy ^!$$% keep talking down, like the #~!!@ n*gga got a second life/
Patiently waitin', shid, waitin' so patiently/
But when faced with the hatred my patience quickly evades me/

Hair hang in my face and I'm blazin' like a Jamaican/
So approach me with cation, don't make these officers take me/
On potion, blowin' and rollin', no I-10/

I just keep it real, I'm tellin ya how it is/
Got the glock, I'm at the doc, and shootin bullets at brims/
So if you play in that water you better know how to swim, (*##$/


Chorus 2x's


Verse 2:
Hella high, rollin' on the slab we too deep/
It's that vampire life, my ^!$$% we don't count sheep/

And we masked up, tryna catch them $#&@ boys on tha creep/
And the competition is funeral, it's six feet deep/
And I'm commin' at yo dome, with tha clippers tryna tape ya'/

Wide rule, I need a spiral for all this f*ckin paper/
Animal, beast mode, my ^!$$% I stay too throwed/
Now you tryna ball and you can't even shoot freethrows/

N*ggas get manners around hammers, saying PLEASE/
He ain't even want sh*t started, he put down his keys/
And I bare arms ^!$$%, no f*ckin' type of sleeves/

And excuse me with a handkerchief cause my glock just sneezed/

Chorus 2x's


Verse 3:
See me, I don't give a damn what you n*ggas think, or who you runnin' with/

Get burnt up like a cancer stick/
2Gutta and T.O be the click that I'm commin' with/
Da'Man and Johnny Cash, Damo, yeah we on some flawless sh*t/

Smoke up in the oxygen, rollin on the scene like Steve Urkel/
Disrespect, guaranteed, on the scene it's gonna be some murkin'/
Hurtful, but yeah I speak the truth/

Hold yo tongue lil' daddy, before I Chris Angel yo roof/
Leavin no clues/
And I keep it 100 with n*ggas, that leave no evidence/

That flow high like some pelicans/
So creepin' is irrelevant/
Click deep, like the Atlantic/

Yeah we crushin' competition, straight massacre, it's graphic/

Chorus 2x's


Outro
(Keep goin)

(We locin')
(I'm focused)
(Know that we too deep)