Mask on tight, I’m slidin’ with the reaper,
Switch on the Glock make it sing like a speaker,
Ops outside, we gon’ creep, move deeper,
Hollows in the clip, turn his block to a heater.
Spin through fast, no brakes, we slide,
Catch one lackin’, he can’t run, can’t hide,
Blood on the pavement, pain in my eyes,
This that drill talk—live or you die.
Shorty in the cut with a pole like a janitor,
Draco in my hand, make him flip like a calendar,
Whole hood hot, but my heart still colder,
Glock got a kick, break a bone off his shoulder.
Spin through fast, no brakes, we slide,
Catch one lackin’, he can’t run, can’t hide,
Blood on the pavement, pain in my eyes,
This that drill talk—live or you die.