Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket
Maximum overdrive, how to alive Jumpin' outta jets no parachute, skydive these niggaz, I'm runnin' wit' a .45 I don't wanna be, ugh, I don't wanna be alive
But if I gotta be natas, the nigga wit' coatist Bein' stated's brought us, bloody up ya pratas When I drag ya the mud Got for guns, got love for slugs
Drugs, thugs wit' money turn ya rainy day The MDNA got my runny Still runnin' up in races runnin' against these racists Treat ya Joe Bruce wit' 2 faces and I don't wanna be alive
Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket
Dump, dump, dump dump, I'ma dump, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, dumb, I'ma dumb
Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket
Ski masks in the back I'm turning 6th street, you 'bout to heat E on the Burrough street cops in, glocks in Cocks in, niggaz are blocked in moving out to
Turn the siren down, with gun sound Double lock, back up wit' the gun, You walkin' North but the say South bound Ambulance, yo, yo, you down
Man, move, yo, kid, you duck Fall in the foxhole, move Hot in ya now, move a little farther Giddy-up hoes, you get fucked
My aim sharp so, .38 so I duck shells when scatter 'round the rugs though I dump twicely, I dump nicely kid precisely, penetrate the so When I'm tech penetrate yo spray ya torso
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my
Dump, dump, dump dump, dump, dump I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, dumb, I'ma dumb
Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket