This ain′t no game, nigga

How in the fuck you figure

You try to pocket less you feel the blast from my triggerStraight from the honeycombs

Smoking on the sack

Got my grip and cock it back

Let the bodies stack

This ain't no game, nigga

How in the fuck you figure

You try to pocket less you feel the blast from my trigger

Straight from the honeycombs

Smoking on the sack

Got my grip and cock it back

Let the bodies stack

This ain′t no game, nigga

How in the fuck you figure

You try to pocket less you feel the blast from my trigger

Straight from the honeycombs

Smoking on the sack

Got my grip and cock it back

Let the bodies stack

This ain't no game, nigga

How in the fuck you figure

You try to pocket less you feel the blast from my trigger

Straight from the honeycombs

Smoking on the sack

Got my grip and cock it back

Let the bodies stack

(Ah)

Fill up my cup to the tip it's must, I′m a pour up on the rim

Tupac with the Tus

I can mix a combination, Lil Tec, Lil Act

Show up deep like conversation, Let me live, Let me act

Real talk vision vivid, I done seen body bags

Two for two with any victim, I done shook killas hands

Talking money over grams, Wrapping bricks up with Saran

Couple homies off a ten, Ay, you out you a fan

Hmm

Well I′ll be god damned but god don't exist so, I guess it′s just damn

From a whole nother planet, Hoppin out the trans am, Smokey the bandit

Swervin in my space ship, Tipping in my stash shit

Thinking I relate shit, Never on no fake shit

Lames wanna jump ship, Stack em up like roids bitch

Pop

This ain't no game, nigga

How in the fuck you figure

You try to pocket less you feel the blast from my trigger

Straight from the honeycombs

Smoking on the sack

Got my grip and cock it back

Let the bodies stack

($ui-$ui-$ui)

$wervin in that ′Burban

Couple murdas make the bodies stack

Gotta problem then kill me fuck boy you know it's simple as that

Back pack with the black gat, black mask

Blow gas now I′m in a fucking black trans

Fuck a cop save the life of a black man

Fuck a op tape him up in a black van

Who am I boy? Lucifer in the flesh

Who are you? Just another closer to the death

Straight out the 7th ward

Me and $now Leopard trapping

All the limbs we hacking

From the fuckin bodies stacking

The fucking crazy manic

When I'm in the cut don't panic

This ain′t no game, nigga

How in the fuck you figure

You try to pocket less you feel the blast from my trigger

Straight from the honeycombs

Smoking on the sack

Got my grip and cock it back

Let the bodies stack

Bitch I be that ice cold polar young white polar bear

Snatch yo ass so quick, Try it now bitch I know you there

Focus on the glare hoes know that I don′t care,

But they don't know that I don′t give a fuck

Two bumps of the dust,

So I snort it up tryna test my luck, I can never get enough

I don't fuck with drugs

Now I′m bouta snatch blood

Leave you full of bugs

Leave you full of fuckin slugs

See you on the cotton when I'm feeling at my mug

Gun tucked mean you had to get plugged

Re-up now I′m slumped fucking duckin out

Truck still parked in the yard nah I ain't going out

You a sitting duck because whenever I run out of drugs again

I'm gonna find you and put you in the trunk

Now ya hoe getting fucked from the back

While Im crumbling this weed tryna roll a blunt

This ain′t no game, nigga