Fired, it's too many missions ain't completed My shooters know they fired If to much missions ain't completed My shooters know they— woo, shooters know they— Woo, shooters know they— shooters know they— Uh, uh
All my shooters know they fired If too much missions ain't completed (Thanks, Yakree) We all zombie, I'm ballin' with my Z like I'm Vegeta Ho, fuck your man That nigga a ball of corn, that nigga cheesy Can't be defeated Type to get your number, don't even ring it I told that bitch I'ma have her fucked up 'bout me She ain't believe it I told that bitch I'ma have to cut her off If I get caught cheatin'
My blues turned to Amiris Now I'm not missin' no more seasons Told the team "No more new niggas, we killin' shit for treason" On me, they all got sleepy, get 'em off that Tempur-Pedic That RICO, beat it, niggas closed their eyes They ain't wan' see it Was facing thirty years, but still I did that shit too easy I'm tired of niggas beefin' 'bout these bitches who too easy I'm tired of niggas startin' shit Then coppin', tryna plead it No internet, I send 'em there for real, ain't gon' tweet it Ain't killed shit, they claimin' niggas' work Them niggas thievin' They screamin', "What's the word? " but I say keep Them niggas grievin' My third eye come from a bird's eye so I could see it Don't ask me why I'm cool on all them bitches, I got reasons I'm turnt up at my freest, keep wishin' That you could see this New year come, new diseases If you broke, you need to get treated They know that we get active on they side for any reason They know that we get active over there for anything My stones too legit, it feel like walkin' in the rain Put diamonds on that bitch And then I drove that bitch insane, uh 30, up your Glock and it's gon' show you how to hang, uh Can't be countin' favors, that's gon' show you not to gain
All my shooters know they fired If too much missions ain't completed (Completed) We all zombie, I'm ballin' with my Z Like I'm Vegeta (Yao Ming) Ho, fuck your man, that nigga a ball of corn
That nigga cheesy (Fuck that nigga) Can't be defeated, type to get your number Don't even ring it (Nah) I told that bitch I'ma have her fucked up 'bout me She ain't believe it (Told that bitch) I told that bitch I'ma have to cut her off If I get caught cheatin'
On my own island in my city Can't none of these niggas just be me Got codeine stuffed all up in a bottle like a genie, huh Model bitch gon' eat me, if I whip out, she'll eat it He wanna go to trial right now Hit the motion and it's speedy