Bullets knocking niggas down, as if they were heat seekin′

Scalping me more damn fools than a lunatic mohican

Stalking, watch me, a weaponary masterWalkin' over dead bodies layin′ in the pasture

Bullets knocking niggas down, as if they were heat seekin'

Scalping me more damn fools than a lunatic mohican

Stalking, watch me, a weaponary master

Walkin' over dead bodies layin′ in the pasture

My money always gone

Prolly from all the drugs caught in my palm

Slide em down my throat and swallow without water

Dead by dawn

I told yall all these dark rooms in an empty house ain′t nothing fun

Drugs ain't for turning up

I take em now i′m turning numb

All these hoes trying to make me cum

But i'm too fucked up

She left so now i′m rolling blunts out of the book of Psalms

Fucking rap game Ghengis Khan

Bodies piled up on the lawn

Checkmate on all these fucking pawns

The devil got my picture drawn

The devil got my picture drawn

Bullets knocking niggas down, as if they were heat seekin'

Scalping me more damn fools than a lunatic mohican

Stalking, watch me, a weaponary master

Walkin′ over dead bodies layin' in the pasture

Weaponary master, $carecrow in the pasture

Burn the church and flip the cross then blast the fuckin' pastor

Bitch I be that bastard these other rappers scared of

Jump a motherfucker, I ain′t tryna have no fair one

Lurking at the bottom cause my problems keep on adding up

Got a couple stalkers all because the $carecrow fucked them once

Creepin′ with Ruby, he turns into Uzi

Cause motherfuckers keep on tryna get buck

One shot to the head, told Uzi he's dead

Leave them to rot never cover them up

Bullets knocking niggas down, as if they were heat seekin′

Scalping me more damn fools than a lunatic mohican

Stalking, watch me, a weaponary master

Walkin' over dead bodies layin′ in the pasture

Little bitch don't trip I′m the shit

Flip the zip, make some chip

Really quick fast money yeah I love it

Eddy Baker stay thuggin, smoking out in public

Dope boys in my circle, we all got drugs man

Blue dolphins make the girls give me hugs man

Don't worry bout where I'm at bitch, I′m not your husband

An eighth in my blunt and that drink got me buzzing

That pussy nigga think that he want problems but he doesn′t (really?)

Stalking, watch me, a weaponary master

Walkin' over dead bodies layin′ in the pasture

Prescription drugs, misusing 'em

These dusty hoes, abusing ′em

I'm popping percs and sipping lean

Just feeding demons inside me

30 shot these Glocks gon′ pop

You said you balling, where your knots

Made a fortune, whipping pots

Re up on carol city cause

Count it up, count it up

Run it up, fuck it up, media

Thugging and thumping, go and knock you off

I flick out my dick then I go and I dump her, I love the bitch

Never just shut up and buckle up, how ya'll saying ya'll the shit

Your numbers ain′t lookin too lit

Fuck you up, go and stomp you out

In ten thousand dollar outfits