This is a song about "Gully bod dead dont make me put a shot in you head"

Get ripped in three/ for tryin 2 diss me /put ur 2 ''cents'' in get shot like

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

Tick tock, the day i tell a lie you can put me in a box

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

" is he dead yet?" then you see she starts giving me head

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Put ya in a coma have you dreaming bout beating me

Dead , shot etc

Now hey little mama

I give up, high five it up, put the glock to my head, dead

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

You phonies 'bout to head home in a box 'cuz it's the dead zone,