RAHHHH

And here comes number 13, Mr. Alt

Coming from the three point line right now

Oh, shit, that nigga's dead (oh my fucking God)

Oh God

Kid's talkin' out his neck, he gon' meet that fucking rahhhh

We gon' kick yo' door, one, two, three and four, you hit, I rahhhh

Murder what she wrote, saw him in the scope I'm 'bouta' rahhhh

Put that shit apart, he ain't get a note, that nigga died

Knock up at yo' door, let me in, bitch, I'm gon' need that neck

Fuck he talking for, stay up on that bitch, don't get pressed

I might take yo' hoe, give and go, pass her to my left

And that fire toke, lead the weapon, it rip through yo' chest

Heard she got a big ol' booty, told that bitch to make it bounce

I'ma get up in that coochie, kill that cat and dog her out

They gon' arf when I arf 'cause they know what I'm about

Shit get wicked on this side, I say trust a different route

Hold the fuck up, nigga

Hold the fuck up

Steps in this bitch, break necks in this bitch

Kill tech in this bitch, shadow X in this bitch

Give a fuck about yo' vest, we aim for heads in this bitch

I say ya, trick ya

I'm the best in this bitch