This is a song about "Bullets hurt"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Bullets hardly connected

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Cuz my clip just ran out of bullets.

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

My direction good, well-rounded type

I created this image

Bullets in ya hand bitch

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Susceptible to all kinds of hurt

Kick back and know yo son set

Bullets is what you was fed

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying