Basically, hottest rapper slangin' heat I could kill you on the beat Or kill yo' ass up in the streets

My love's expensive, you get it for free Have everything, have all of me

a person who spoils all the fun for everybody

When it's smoke, we get to spinnin' while the sun out I ain't never lackin', I pump gas with my gun out

When them demons slide, We come in disguise, We Identify, Homicide, We spend through yo block, Leave you traumatized

Niggas fake, think they plottin' on me, I'ma kill 'em all 2Pac, forgive me if my nigga play then I'ma kill my dawg

Mr. Pooh, that sticky dude, bitch I got juice in the drough