This is a song about "Imma killa i ll shoot you in your face with my 9 bitch"

This is no trial, this a closed case

You think i sit back and hide my face

I said that imma ball with my motherfucking hittas, most likely imma die with

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

You better run before i shoot you like a missile with my rap pistol,

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Anger on your sly shit face spray that shit with mace throw you in your case this

But with these hooks imma reel you in

Catch you up on places i've been

With your girl i call her my dome bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

I said that imma ball with my motherfucking hittas, most likely imma die with